HANA LOVE STORY'S

Chapter 3

"Hey, why are you doing that?"ask Hana when she's invisible. He was so embarrassed by his mother.

After this he will be asked questions by his mother.

I certainly wouldn't believe it if he and Randy didn't know each other before, after that.

"I did what?" said calm.

"Why did you eat the rest of my rice. I must have thought that way because of that!"

"What's wrong, where's wrong? You don't have a contagious disease, do you?"

"I'm used to eating the rest of my sister."

But I'm not your sister!

"And I also regret girls as beautiful as you like to throw away food. Even though out there many people are difficult even though just to nyari a mouthful of rice. And you're throwing away food."

"After the chicken, there's a duck too. We used to give the rest of the rice to the animal. After all, if the chicken is just as big a duck can be slaughtered to be used as a side dish. Don't you smart ass, look for face? Make what?" sewot Hana who at that time immediately closed his mouth because the mother came from the kitchen.

"Waah, it turns out that the chicken mother is the same duck? Mother is actually creative, can use the rest of the rice so that it is not wasted. I'm sorry if I had to eat Hana's rice. I think it's about to be thrown into the got. I'm not used to throwing food away, ma'am." Mom smiled, then sat down at the table again after cleaning things up.

"Again the cooking mom was delicious. Honey if it just ends up eating chicken."

"Son Randy could have praised him. I was still learning, just saw the recipe on YouTube as well."

"Randy's mom must be a cook!" randy's bright smile turned soft. She apologized immediately, not knowing what was wrong with her words.

"I never knew what my real mother was like, let alone eat her cooking!" randy answered while putting on a sad face. Mira and Hana looked at each other.

"Oh, sorry son Randy we don't know." Mom's voice stuck in the throat. Randy continued speaking.

"Since my baby lived in an orphanage. Without knowing who my father and mother are. And because I was an adult and had my own income, I got out of the parlor and looked for a contract. Want to live independently. And thank God, I can be what I am today!" without being asked by Randy to tell a story, Hana heard him speak a thousand languages. While the mother, her face water turned sad, did not expect there was a watermelon Randy.

He said he told his mother to go shopping, now says he doesn't have a mother, which one is right? Basic mode of doang is certainly.

Look out, one day I'll unload your lies! Hannah.

"One more time I'm sorry! accidentally offended Randy's son!" Randy nodded and stood up.

"What a Mum! I am ordinary!"

"I'm full, Mom! I say goodbye first. The day after I came here again to nganterin Hana control. Thanks for the lunch! Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikum salam." Randy greeted Mira before leaving and only glanced at Hana for a moment before stepping up. Until their eyes are rubbed.

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"Shhhh, awww. It hurts!" Hana complains about walking towards her room.

"Keep Han!"

"Mother doubts that if you don't have anything to do with the young man, the proof is that he wants food that you have eaten." commented the mother after Hana lay in her room. Hana rolled her eyeballs, what she was thinking about just now became reality.

"Yes, Mom! I don't believe in my own children. When did I lie to Mom!"

"Hana had also protested with him, he kept saying what try? He said he was used to eating the rest of his sisters who did not eat it." Hana murmured.

"Masya Alloh, there is such a young man in this age, a rare Han loh!"

" Rare! Ancient animals, times!" hana Seloroh.

"Ish, you are!"

***

For two days, all Hana can do is sleep, play games on her phone, eat and sleep.

That morning, her father had heated up the bike, about to take control of Hana to the clinic. He even permits the same boss for reasons there are interests that cannot be left behind.

"Are you ready, Han?" asked the father a bit loudly from the terrace, while Hana sat on the living room sofa.

"Udah, Dad!" Hana holds her bag. When he was led by his mother out of the house, a motorcycle came in from the gate of the house.

Randy didn't come riding his bike yesterday. But wearing a sound-friendly matic bike.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sir!" Randy greets Mr. Hadi, Hana's father.

"Waalaikum salam. Is this what Randy's called?" ask Mr. Hadi while pointing with fingers.

"Yes, Sir. I'm Randy, I want to send Hana control, sir!" Mr. Hadi looked at his son, who shook his head slowly. With a sign Hana's eyes said to her father she wanted to be delivered.

"Please sit down, Randy!" greet Mira's mother while smiling.

"It should be, Randy kid don't bother. It wasn't just Randy's accident, after all, he paid the same thing yesterday, didn't Hana come home too, right?" the two men sat down. Hana sat down next to her father because she was not strong for too long standing. On the terrace of Hana's house there are four chairs with a small round table in the middle. So it's fitting to sit the four of them down.

"But I promised Hana, sir. Doesn't the promise have to be fulfilled?" pak Hadi mangosteen mangosteen, feeling a little amazed at the young man before him. Especially yesterday he also got a positive story from his wife.

"Yes, that's right, Randy. But I also standby, even permission did not work. And yet, a lot of my work. Maybe later after sending Hana, I'll work too!" said Mr. Hadi ignored Hana's refusal, and Randy was immediately responsive.

"Yes sir, then you go to the office just now, mumpung not too late, not too late. Hana's business, leave it to me. God willing, I trust the man! I will take Hana home safely." said firmly Randy offered. Mr. Hadi sparkled his eyes, he turned to his wife.

"Is this really Randy's son? Mom, let Hana be with Randy! I'm not getting a work permit!" Mr. Hadi asked for the wife's consideration.

"Originally no trouble for Randy. Mom is okay! But, is Randy not working today?" ma'am Mira's probing gaze on Randy.

"Silence, Mom! I am not an office person. I work in a cafe, usually I leave at tenth, Mom!"

"Oh, if that's a coincidence. Yeah, well, I change clothes and go to work, there's still time to get ready to go!"

Mr. Hadi asked Randy for permission to change into work clothes, while Ms. Mira followed her husband, to prepare what was needed by the husband. Randy smiled at the compactness and harmony of Hana's small family.

"Yesterday you bo'ong wasn't it about your mother? I'm the same as me!" after a moment of silence Hana opened her voice. They are now on their way to the clinic.

"Bo'ong about what? Same who?"

...Seriate......