
Rayyan slammed her body on her apartment bed, she's been moving there from today. Kamila who was carrying Rayyan's schedule in her book immediately hit the bell after she arrived in front of Rayyan's apartment. Rayyan who was still ogah-ogahan rubbed her face violently.
"Who else?" his grunts, even though there had been no one since, and only a certain person knew he lived here. Rayyan peeked out from the camera that was near the door. Knowing if the one who came was Kamila, Rayyan then immediately opened the door.
"Eat already? can I order some food?" Kamila nyerocos, she knew that if Rayyan now no longer "groomed" like before, Kamila smiled as if mocking. Especially when you see Rayyan's face looks too sharp.
"Why again?" Kamila asked again, she sat on the cream-colored sofa. Rayyan I was sitting there, her hair looked untidy.
"You canceled it, right?" Rayyan did not answer and instead asked her own questions. Kamila understood the direction of the question, of course what was canceled was the matter of his divorce. Kamila fixed her sitting position, she wondered why Rayyan suddenly wanted to cancel it.
"You must be asking why? why?" Rayyan guessed, Kamila nodded steadily.
"Do you like her?" Kamila guess. Rayyan glanced at him cynically, Kamila laughed. "Don't do that, it's a deal you know.finish it's done, let him get on with his life, and so do you" he said. Rayyan was silent, then she rubbed her own hair with both hands.
"The whole story is Mil...."
"When haven't I listened to you tell a story?" Kamila looked at Rayyan with a serious mimic.
"Whether it's pending, I don't want her to do anything, maybe this way I'm protecting her" Rayyan stood up to leave Kamila, then went into the bathroom. Knowing that Rayyan had not eaten, Kamila immediately ordered food on her phone. This time he did not know the direction of Rayyan's plan with regards to Hanna.
***
Hanna and Kia were already in a cafe, they chose a place not far from the window.
"How long haven't we been hanging out like this, Han?" Kia pulled out a chair and sat there, and so did Hanna. They sit facing.
"That's a long time"
"Why don't you take the Panji?" Kia opens a menu book proffered by the cafe waiter.
"There's a family business, we're special girls today" Hanna smiled.
"Well, anyways I want to know something" Kia boasted a smile giving Hanna a code.
They had ordered food and drinks, then the cafe waiter left them to bring their order.
"What?" Hanna asked.
"Mas Bian"
"Eh" Hanna was like being reminded if she had a debt answer on that man.
"You guys haven't been?"
Hanna took a deep breath, looked around her, her finger tapped on the table then looked back at Kia with a smile.
"Come" answered.
"It seems like your dream is perfect Han, it seems that Mas Bian also has the same feeling as you, so what are you waiting for?" Kia joined sumringah. But Hanna seemed to buy time to give an answer, it was not wrong what was said by Kia, but Hanna could not take Bian for granted because until now her divorce papers with Rayyan had not been received.
"Just pray for the best" Hanna gave a smile.
"Including you?" Hanna laughing.
"Oh..did not..later rival with you donk...."
They enjoyed meeting him until Maghrib was almost there, they split up in the parking lot to their homes.
***
"There's a delivery" Mr. Handi pointed to a large bouquet of roses on the living room table. Hanna squinted her eyes at the bouquet. This time he got a gift of a bouquet of flowers from someone.
"Who are you?" Hanna's still not getting close.
"No idea, I didn't check it"
Hanna approached the table, and picked up the bouquet. A fresh red flower in front of her sight, Hanna saw a paper hanging.
Have a nice day....
Only the writing was written there, no sender's name, not even the initials.
"Is this not a misdeliver?" hanna asked Mr. Handi to make sure.
"So the courier said your name was right, maybe secretly you have a big fan" Mr. Handi chuckled. Hanna stroked the flower, then brought it into the room. Mr. Handi smiled sweetly to see Hanna enter with the flowers.
Despite returning to her life as it used to be, Hanna still feels something strange about her life. He put his backpack on the table close to his bed, now that the wall of his room was clean from Rayyan's poster.
Hanna was sitting on her bed still holding the flower, a flower that was out of nowhere.
"When are you going to be like this?" muttered. She wants to immediately receive a divorce letter from Rayyan, she does not want any bond with the man. The man he idolized was not as beautiful as he imagined. Rayyan who looks so perfect is fragile with her life.
Hanna took a deep breath, recalling the incident where she was still living one roof with Rayyan. Rayyan who looks glamorous with her artistic life is no different from her daily life. She's lonely. Hanna gulps her saliva when she finds out that Rayyan likes her cooking because Rayyan can always reminisce with her biological mother.
"Then are you okay now?" Hanna asked as if there was Rayyan in front of her.
Hanna shook her head and looked at the flower, Hanna believed it was from Bian, but she never asked the man in her heart.
Hanna realizes that the real thing in her life is Bian, not Rayyan. That was one of the reasons he threw away all the posters in his room. Rayyan was a mega star, whereas she was just a grain of dust on earth, at least that was how she felt.
Rayyan felt even more tormented, several times she typed in messages aimed at Hanna. It's just that he deleted it again and didn't send it. It could be that the girl was rummaging through her heart, her memory still going to Hanna. Where Hanna laughs loudly, does not waver even though she rubbed it, and her here again, Hanna who turns out to be a hardline fan is able to withstand the feelings of the house with him, and even become very indifferent to him.
As Rayyan sat by the window, she saw a lamp that looked like a diamond glittering from her room. He opened his phone and saw a picture of her with Hanna while they were camping next to his house the other day. As simple as that, he could feel happy. Not just about luxury.
"I'll protect you before I take you off" he muttered softly while still looking at the photo.
There was a bell ringing, breaking his daydream. Rayyan looked towards the door, she put down her phone and walked towards the door.
Rayyan was stunned by someone who was in front of her apartment door, she looked at him. Is he dreaming this time?