
Never before had Hana guessed, the rich man's son would come in and sleep in his house. Hana looked at Sandra who was lying on her bed. He saw some photos of Hana's High School album.
"It turns out that Brother Hana was beautiful before, huh? Must be a lot of people like it. How many people are after Kak Hana?" ask Sandra.
"The face was not always Sandra's first object. Sometimes power and wealth are the first objects. Back in High School I was just a figurine. I'm not the main character. But, there used to be one person who liked me. We were dating but it ended because of the social gap" explained Hana who was stirring warm milk for Sandra.
"Wahhh, I think everyone's color blind."
"No Sandra, they picked the right one. I was nothing in the past anyway. So is it now."
Hana lay down next to Sandra and looked at the ceiling of her room. A lot of things happened after Hana met Candra. One of them is Hana has a friend to share her story, Sandra. Sometimes Hana thinks, maybe the decision she made was right. Because nothing bad happened to him after meeting Candra. There is only good events. Therefore, Hana has decided to do her best for Candra in the future. But who knows, maybe what Hana thinks will even make herself get problems that come.
"Are you comfortable sleeping in this little bed? I actually feel bad about you. My house is not a place you should be visiting." asked Hana.
"Sir Hana was wrong. I don't think of it that way. I am even grateful to be able to visit Kak Hana's house. It looks simple but warm. Even though Kak Hana is alone, Kak Hana can do whatever you want at home. Unlike me, my home is not my home. I don't feel comfortable at home. There are many things I must follow."
Sandra turned her position to a recumbent. He followed Hana's line of sight.
"It's really nice to see you. This is the first time I've stayed at someone's house. Things like this are usually done by teenagers."
Hana was once again feeling sorry for Sandra. There are many sides that Sandra does not seem to show in front of the family. But it was different when he was near Hana. Sandra could reveal all of her heart without fear of anything.
"From now on, if there's a request you want to make. Call it, I'll do it with you."
Hearing Hana's words, Sandra was moved and happy. He did not realize that tears were coming down his cheeks. Sandra hugged Hana.
"I want you to be in my family more and more. I hope Brother Hana can hold on till the end."
Sandra's words are a desire, hope, and worry. Sandra had no idea what would happen after Hana married Candra. But it doesn't seem like it's something that's going to go smoothly. There are a lot of scratches to be done.
"Hopefully. I wish it was that way too."
Both of them began to close their eyes and until they finally fell asleep.
****
Time showed at 06:30, Candra woke up from her sleep after hearing an alarm from her phone. It's just that he felt something strange. He did not hear the usual noise he heard every morning after Sandra came home. Candra rushed to take a shower.
After the shower, Candra gets ready. He wore a white shirt and then covered it with a black suit. The last touch was on her hair. Candra wears a little hair gel to style her hair.
Candra came down the stairs and sat down at the dinner table. There's only Dona at the dinner table.
"Where are you and Sandra?" ask Candra to know.
"Papa went out of town early in the morning. Sandra stayed at Hana's house. Didn't they tell you?" Candra shook her head quickly.
Something was troubling his mind. Why is Sandra staying at Hana's? What's up with them? Is that how close they are?
"Why did you let Sandra stay at Hana's house? Isn't Hana new to Sandra. If anything bad happens with Sandra. How did mom deal with it?"
"Mama believe. Hana's not a bad guy. When Sandra told me about Hana, she was so enthusiastic. How could my mom forbid it."
"But ma ..."
"Sandra is big. He can distinguish between good and bad. You don't have to worry," Dona sighed for a moment and said again, "Sandra needs someone who can hear her grievances. Although Sandra looks cheerful, mama knows that she actually felt depressed all along. Sandra was always quiet. This is what worries my mom the most."
Candra just kept quiet hearing Dona's explanation. He took a piece of sandwich and ate it. Then he drank a glass of white milk made by Dona.
"I'm leaving ma" said Candra after she finished eating. He kisses Dona's right cheek and disappears from Dona's sight.
"May you always be lucky, son."
****
The atmosphere of the morning at Hana's house looks different than usual, Hana is now cooking with more portions. Sandra sat at the dinner table waiting for the dish to be prepared. The smell of chicken rendang has been smelled into the sense of smell Sandra.
"Well, just the smell can be guessed. Surely Kak Hana's cooking tastes good," praise Sandra before eating Hana's cooking.
"Feel before commenting. After tasting it with your tongue. Then you can conclude whether it tastes good or not. That's the rule" explained Hana.
"Alright, alright. Can I eat now?"
"of course. Please enjoy."
Sandra ate the chicken rendang made by Hana greedily. What he said before he ate it was true. The taste of Hana's food is really good. Even better than Dona's cooking.
"It's amazing!" said Sandra while giving two thumbs in front of Hana. Hana just smiled back at him. She was happy to see Sandra eating so well.
Fifteen minutes passed, and Sandra and Hana finished their meal. Dirty dishes are washed immediately after eating.
"Sister Hana, let me take you to the office today." Sandra made an offer to Hana.
"no need. I'm gonna take the bus. You just go home. Your mom must have been waiting at home."
"Then, how much did Kak Hana make? I'll pay for it."
"Eh, there's no need. It's not something you have to pay for. I'm glad I did."
"Then, Brother Hana also do not reject my invitation. Because I'd be happy to do it too."
Hannah could no longer refuse. Apparently there are similarities between Sandra and Candra. Both of them were equally clever making Hana intimidated. Hana is escorted to the office by Hana. After that, Sandra went home.
****
Abraham went to visit his friend's old house. But what he got was that the house had changed ownership. There was no longer a clue that Abraham could meet his old friend.
"Don't you know where he moved to?" ask Abraham.
"No. Adam didn't say anything."
Abraham left the house and entered his car.
"Where are you Adam now?"