My husband Seleb Hits
I got your letter

"Be careful, yeah..." Hanna hugged her sister for a while, it was hard left by her sister even if only a few months. He will miss her, and so will his father.

After Hanna hugged Nayo, Mr. Handi hugged Nayo before entering the departure lounge.

"Be careful on the road, learn the real, diligent, and take care of your brother later" said Mr. Handi.

"Why father said that, until now Father is our hero" Nayo smiled at his father's clingy, tireless old man fighting for his children.

"Get up son" Mr. Handi's eyes glazed over. Nayo pulled out her suitcase and immediately walked into the waiting room. Hanna waved her hand until her sister's back was out of sight.

"Where are we?" hanna asked her father who was still in a chair. Mr. Handi seemed to smile, in his heart he was proud of his children who are now struggling to be independent.

"It doesn't feel like you're all grown up, and I'm so proud of you" he said.

"Blessed father" Hanna sat down next to her father.

"Died father waiting for you to get married" said Mr. Handi, Hanna looking to the side, see the face of Mr. Handi.

"And I'm married" Hanna joked.

"Yes it was serialized" replied Mr. Handi. Hanna smiled slightly, laughing at him.

"Later on" Hanna said.

"Let's not see you're really married, and Rayyan is a good guy"

"Don't say that" Hanna slipped on her father's arm. "Yuk ah home" Hanna pulls her father off guard, and they leave the airport.

They were about to walk out and wait for the arrival of the online taxi that Hanna ordered.

"Well..."

"Hehm...?" Mr. Handi turned his head, Hanna was still writhing spoiled in his arms.

"Dad not want to get married again?" hanna's question made her father stop the move.

"For what?" asked his father, worried by putting on a funny face, his eyes were round and his lips were washed out.

"Yes, let me have an old friend"

"Not enough of you, and even if you get married later, you will enjoy old age at home alone, do not want to marry again" replied Mr. Handi with a smile. It really doesn't matter to Hanna if her father wants to remarry.

"Dad can't forget Mom?"

"That's how" he answered, they resumed their journey out. The taxi booked has arrived.

***

Hanna cleans her yard from dry leaves, the afternoon air she rarely enjoys when she has to go to college or intern. Now Hanna really enjoys her afternoon activities, in addition to weeding the grass in the mini park in front of her house. Hanna also collected the dried leaves into one. He seems happy. While Mr. Handi was inside, doing his routine.

"Good afternoon, with Miss Hanna?" ask someone in a red jacket, typical of a courier. Hanna whose hand was still smitten with the ground looked up.

"Yes" answered. Hanna hurriedly lit the water faucet and washed her hands, then approached towards the courier.

"There's a package" the person handed him a brown envelope with his name.

"Oh thank you mas" said Hanna, her eyes still staring at the envelope, no name of the sender.

Hanna again wiped her hands with her t-shirt, making sure her hands were completely dry and not making the paper she was holding dirty. Hanna slowly opened the brown map and pulled out a sheet of paper inside.

"He's doing it right" he said with a feeling of remorse. Hanna went into the house and kept the letter. And he returned again to arrange his mini garden, but again the focus was lost.

Dusk arrived, Hanna ended her activities and immediately cleaned up and carried out her worship duties. Then prepare dinner for him and his father.

"Well eat first" asked Hanna, her father who just finished teaching also nodded. The man put down his glasses and immediately joined Hanna at the dining table.

Hanna deftly took a plate for her father and took rice, vegetables, and side dishes.

"Thank you father's son who was put in a de-plone" Mr. Handi held a spoon, Hanna put the prepared plate in front of her father.

"Together handsome father" Hanna replied with her cheerful smile.

Hanna glanced at the chair that was usually occupied by Nayo, now that the seat was empty.

"Let's just say he's working on a task and hasn't come home yet" said Mr. Handi realized that Hanna was thinking about her sister. Hanna nodded and continued eating.

Hanna tidied up the dishes she and her father had eaten, piling them on a table close to her.

"Well"

"Hehm...?" Mr. Handi looked towards Hanna. Hanna deliberately delayed cleaning her plate.

"I'm officially divorced from Rayyan"

The look on Mr. Handi's face changed, now it looks not as happy as before. There was a sense of disappointment that he felt, hope, his daughter was really able to be together with Rayyan. But that hope ran aground.

"Oh, yeah? when's that?" Mr. Handi tried to hide his feelings.

"So late in the afternoon" said Hanna Lirih, trying to smile.

"Oh..yeah, are you okay?" Mr. Handi is still numbering his son's feelings. Hanna nodded.

"I'm fine Dad" Hanna smiled again.

When the heart and lips cannot work together, this is what it feels like. Hanna was upset, she was already officially holding the status of a widow today. Not even Rayyan could have told him.

Ah, shit does Hanna really want to be addressed by Rayyan? or just Rayyan say hello?. Hanna hit her forehead with her hand, hoping that her brain could work normally. This is what he wants, and he should be happy.

The net re-read word for word listed in the divorce deed, sighing long and trying to accept this situation.

Hanna put the paper back in her envelope, she shuffled from the old chair in front of her dresser and opened her closet. Keep that envelope there.

Yeeeah widow, what will happen when her friends find out if she is a widow now? and how will her future husband react? Really makes him upset.

Hanna grabbed her phone, no message from Rayyan at all.

"Damn..Why always think of him?" he muttered, closing his eyes, his hand still holding his phone. There was a call coming in, Hanna gasped.

There is a sense of disappointment that arises when the name listed on his phone was not Rayyan.

"Yes hello" said Hanna. The sound of the banner over there.

"Well?" ask Hanna.

Anyway we should meet.

"Yes, tomorrow after the internship? over where? oh, ordinary place? yeah..." Hanna answered, and the short call ended. Hanna just put her phone in bed. Then he threw himself in there.