My husband Seleb Hits
Hope for a Pitch of Sorry

"Have you eaten yet?" at first glance Hanna saw the portion of dinner for Mr. Andre was still on the table beside the bed untouched. The man looked beside him, feeling no appetite. The liquid that entered his body through the infusion tube made him not want to eat at all, even felt very nauseous.

Mr. Andre tried to change his position to sit, a bit of a hassle, because his body felt bad. Hanna rushed closer and helped fix the pillow to support Mr. Andre.

"Thank you" he said, then tried to smile again. Hanna picked up the plate on the table, slowly poured vegetables and side dishes, and offered Mr. Andre dinner. Poor man, despite the past done to Rayyan who he himself did not know why, the man was lonely and languished in his old age. Slowly Mr. Andre tried to reconcile with the food he chewed, although he felt like spewing it, he tried to hold it.

"Thank you for coming, sorry if you've been bothering you so much, you're getting old" he muttered as he tried to chuckle. Hanna returned to spoon the rice and fed it to Mr. Andre.

"You have to heal" Hanna said, looking at the man's desperate eyes. Mr. Andre shook his head.

"She hated me so much, and I admit it was my fault long ago" she smiled blandly, now she shook her head. No longer want to continue eating, his stomach has refused. Hanna took a glass of water that was not far from the plate. Help to drink to Mr. Andre. Then Hanna put the plates and glasses of Mr. Andre's former meal to the place it was.

"In the rest of the age who don't know when this will end, I just want him to forgive me" his eyes glared. Hanna looked at those old eyes. "It's my fault that Rayyan left since childhood with her mother, leaving an inner wound on her until now, I deserve this, accept this punishment"

Mr. Andre who is famous for being temperamental and loves to drink at that time, almost every day he always hit Rayyan's mother. Not even reluctant to do in front of Rayyan. Unlike other small children, little Rayyan was really afraid and pity to see his battered mother beaten by him. The man who has a hobby of gambling and drunk is indeed so every day, until finally he left his mother Rayyan who for him he could not use his property.

Rayyan's mother, who was originally rich, fell into poverty because of her actions. Little Rayyan who did not know had to bear the consequences. Until he finally struggled and became successful as he is now.

Mr. Andre who still with the same habits was looking for a good life by connecting with lonely women who are rich so that he does not need to work. In the end, he realized that what he had been doing was wrong.

The man's eyes were back in tears remembering his folly, his shoulders shaking. He realized Rayyan was that big, but he couldn't touch her now. It was an incredible heart blow that he received.

"I just want him to forgive me" he said. "Please help me" Mr. Andre held Hanna's hand, begging Hanna to help him. "I won't be able to last much longer" he added.

Hanna choked, blinked her eyes many times and finally nodded.

"I will try" he murmured with a smile, so that the heart of the man was warm. Maybe right, as bad as he was in the past, he's Rayyan's father. In his old age he wanted to be close to his family. But what Rayyan did was actually understandable if the man felt hurt by his father's treatment.

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Hanna rang the bell several times, several times she played the strap of her sling bag and also biting her lower lip removed her nervousness. He asked the security of the apartment. And security said that Rayyan was in place and had only arrived an hour ago.

The door opened, this was the first meeting since they officially parted ways. Hanna looked at Rayyan who had just finished her bath, her hair still wet. Why was the male charm that was in front of him so hypnotizing. Hanna hurriedly lowered her gaze, her heartbeat uncharacteristic. He tried to master it in order to walk normally.

"Sorry to disturb" Hanna said with just a quick glance at Rayyan. He completely set aside his prestige to meet Rayyan. Rayyan opened the door wide, without saying anything she let Hanna in.

Rayyan sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, a white towel still draped over her shoulders. Rayyan opened a drink can that has made her the brand ambassador. Rayyan offered one to Hanna.

"Thank you" Hanna almost didn't come out, because she was really groggy. I want to feel like Hanna is begrudging herself, why she could be this ugly to meet Rayyan.

"Is something wrong?" rayyan asked open their chat, Rayyan glanced at the wall clock, it was almost 12 p.m. "Or have you not received the letter?" tanyakanya. Hanna shakes.

"Then?" the question that slid from Rayyan's lips seemed to just flow without any burden. It might be easy for Rayyan to forget about him. Hanna wants to laugh at her, too confident if Rayyan ever said she liked him.

Remember, he is an actor. So what he said was nothing more than drama, he was just acting.

Hanna reminded herself not to get caught up in her disappointment. Because Rayyan had forgotten herself.

Rayyan stood up and threw the towel at the other chair carelessly, then she looked out the window. Just look at the light. The shadow of his childhood flashed again.

"Oh so he's now using you for this?" Rayyan smiled cynically.

"No, he just wants you to forgive him"

"It's night, come home" Rayyan did not press Hanna's request.

"Rayyan..."

"It's late at night, unless you want to stay here" Rayyan added, looking at Hanna. That gaze made Hanna melt, momentarily forgetting her mission here. Again, he had to adjust his heart rate so that he could return to beating normally.

"I'm serious Rayyan"

"You don't think I'm serious, it's midnight, and go home, if you don't go home, then stay here"

Hanna let out a long sigh, she realized her efforts this time had not been successful. Then he should try another time, and right, it's too late.

"When do you have time?" hanna asked before she left Rayyan's apartment.

"I'm busy" Rayyan replied suddenly coldly, not wanting to be bothered.

"Please call me when you're not busy"

"Hey...who do you think you are?" Rayyan smiled cynically. Hanna resisted the friction of her teeth that were holding back her anxiety, Rayyan was now indeed a nobody.

"Friends.so please" said Hanna at last.

Rayyan took her jacket and took her car keys. The jacket was not worn alone, but was worn for Hanna.

Hanna went back to being almost insane, her heart breaking as Rayyan pulled out her hand and pulled her out of her apartment. This is what he will do indeed, he will go home. But Rayyan was still holding her hand until she got out of the elevator.

"I can take a taxi" Hanna said, not bothering.

"You've always been stubborn" Rayyan replied.

"I don't want to bother you who's busy"

"We are friends, so it doesn't hurt to help each other, right?" Rayyan reminds Hanna of her commitment that they will be friends. Hanna yagng inedible his own talk was finally according. He got into Rayyan's car.

"I told you, don't wander through the night, it's still out at night" she said, Hanna who remembered the early events she had with Rayyan smiled a little. Hanna wears her seat belt and the car drives towards Hanna's house.

Tonight he has not succeeded in helping Mr. Andre, but he promises to reconcile the two men, however they have blood ties.