HANA LOVE STORY'S

Chapter 46

"Dorrr!"

"Eee, dislodged dislodged" Citra.

"Astaghfirullahalazim says. Princesses! " Hana and Citra squealed together in shock.

Haha....

From behind the tree they had occupied for shelter, a pair of guiltless creatures laughed with laughter, as it managed to shock Hana and Citra.

" Siputer, Lo...!" The image widened with breath hunting and touching his chest. Hana seems to be doing the same thing.

"Based on lucknut man huh, both of you. We left him, his trail again. Afraid I'm the same Hana asked for in what treaties?" sumput Citra wagging pants that are dirty hit by dry land.

"Sori, I forgot that you two!"

"What?" both are at the same time. Astounded.

"Oh my God, it could be our Lupain. Fortunately, we were not sent home. Can Berabe, what's our ride home?"

"It's already, you guys must be lapers, right? We are going to get food. I treat. "the Bima leerion so that they are not the target of Citra tantrums. He can nag all the way through.

They continue the journey, exploring the spot that feels good for self-photography. Down to the beach, chase between the waves that sound like singing shahdu, playing white sand. Ignore their dirty bodies and clothes exposed to sand. Satisfied and tired.

"You are like a child, "cursed Bima to the three girls who were with her.

"Wildamah! When else would we play like a kid like this. Yeah, no?" The princess answered and said to her two friends.

The sun has been tilted to the west, until the shadow is longer than the original. They left the beach. Arrived home before maghrib.

"Boyed!" Hana slams into the body, lying on the bed. Then inhale the air of Natural Floral Jasmine scented room and take it out through the mouth with eyes closed. Body feels sticky and sultry.

"Alhamdulillah, come home. Tired, Han?" Hana. The mother came with a cup of ginger wedang plus honey whose aroma danced in the sense of smell.

"Yes, Mom. Hmm, just know Mom that I need ginger wedang to restore drained energy. "bangikt and receive wedang from her mother's hand.

"Thank you." smiled happily.

"Zinc?"

"What, Mom?" the mother's question sounded ambiguous in Hana's ear.

" So, the street show?" obviously then.

Hana nodded after putting the glass on the table. The contents of the cup have stayed half a glass, turning into the stomach.

" It's exciting, Mom. Feeling like a teenager again, playing chase after, playing house from the sand. And the others." Hana enthusiastically told me, the mother listened carefully. A look of relief was seen from his curled lips.

"Jude, if you're tired, take a shower. Maghrib hunt too, do not sleep first. " Hana nodded and grabbed her phone. Before leaving, Mira looked at her daughter. Actually, he felt sorry. His heartache, as a mother when trusting a man to be her son's Priest, marriage was at the end of the eye. Asa has soared to start a married life. But it has to be caught in the middle of the journey.

Ms. Mira knows that today Randy has made a sacred promise in front of Mr. Naib Penghulu. That is why, Mira quietly asked Friend Hana to distract, even for a while. And coincidentally too, Bima's fiancee Putri just credit the car, so that could be a reasonable reason and Hana believes.

Hana saw the collection of photos, and videos that Image sent to her phone, she shifted one by one and .

When he saw the photo showing a little girl pouting when her house was a mess because of Citra, he remembered this afternoon.

While they were enjoying lunch, eating with a menu of grilled fish sambel lalapan, sitting relaxed in a food stall foursome, saw the waves that were chasing from a distance. They meet again. Sintya with Dimas and his entourage were also eating at that place.

"Sir Hana, how did you suddenly say that?" Sintya pursed his lips, he was not saying goodbye to the boy, he just told Aunt Namira, wanted to find his friend who broke away.

After meeting Princess and Bima, he no longer remembers the boy. Hana thought that they would never see each other again, but reality spoke another way. Even after lunch, the boy dragged him back to the beach and played there, under the hot sun, playing sand, playing house. And Hana's two friends followed.

Ah, if I had a brother, brother or sister, it would be more fun. Hana imagines something that cannot happen.

The boy was even sulking not to go home with Om and his Grandma. And just wanted to be invited home after Hana promised to come when she had a birthday next week.

"Sir Hana promise yes, just ha-rus da-tang!" only, so that for the sake of Sintya, want to go home Hana promised to come, and give her mobile number to Aunt Namira. But using Dimas's phone.

"Yes, haven't had a shower yet! " Hana flinched, her mother came again and in front of the middle-aged woman's door shouted loudly, while shaking her head.

"He-he-he, wait Mom!" Hana was forced to rise lazily, put down the hape, grabbed her towel and walked towards the bathroom with a shunt.

Ah, I don't know what happened to the little girl, so sticky to Hana, when only twice they met it by accident. But what was quite ridiculous, the boy pulled his shirt, so that Hana looked down. Then whisper in Hana's ear, "Kak Hana don't invite Kak Citra and Kak Putri ya! Sin doesn't like it!"

"No papa, I don't like it. Don't you like that there has to be a reason?" Hana spontaneously looked. There was the little girl's answer. Got a vocabulary from where the hell, that little boy said so. It must be a word that he often heard from the ignorant Omnya. Hana guessed a conjecture, shaking her head in incomprehension, while descending from the stairs.

Don't suudzon be the same person you just met, Hana. The other side of the heart speaks. It may happen that the child often watches the yucub, or whatever, and then imitates it. Modernization now allows children to get information or anything from gadgets.

"Why Han? how come it's a puck?" it turned out that Ms. Mira was watching her behavior from behind.

"Ah, no, ma'am. There was a funny kid on the beach. So Hannah was very amused."

"Hmm, that's it. Mother also misses, hoping this house can be crowded with babbling children!" lontar mother like glare unconsciously said.

" Get started, mom. Start starting.." Hana grumbled past into the bathroom. He knows what his mother means.

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"Alhamdulillah, you have legitimately become a married couple. Love your wife, Ran! Be patient, may Allah repay your kindness with better." The whisper of Mother Hilma in Randy's bowed ear. Randy nodded weakly. There was no happiness in his face, even though he was smiling, it looked bland.

"Thank you, Bang. Forgive me, if in the future I will often trouble you. Sorry too, because of me, Brother did not get married to Mbak Hana." sorry Yuri saw the expression of Randy flat.

"Oh, it's all happened. No need to talk about it anymore, there is nothing to regret. I made this decision." comfort Randy to his wife.

"Oiya, do you want to take a shower? I'll take you to the bathroom. But I'm sorry, you can shower yourself, right?" Yuri nodded. After Yuri removes her makeup, Randy pushes the wheelchair into the bathroom.

"I'm outside, if you need help, you just yell, yeah!"

"Thank you, Bang!" he said while smiling. And Randy closed the door.

While waiting, Randy crumbs on his bed. He had brought Yuri to his residence.

*Hana, what are you doing? Is there any chance of us coming together again?

Hannah...

Hannah...

Hannah...

I love you, only you*.

Randy goes on to call that name a number of his breaths. Until it doesn't feel .

Randy is in a beautiful building and looks luxurious, but foreign to him.

What is this place? This place is so good why no one. Randy looked right and left. To the right of the building, he saw a garden overgrown with flowers. While looking to the left, there is a pond with a fountain in the middle.

He looked to the left, and like someone was directing him to walk toward him. He smiled when he saw fish swimming in the pond. Randy then sat in a chair near the pool facing the garden.

Hana.

Randy saw a shadow of a girl, picking a red rose. He recognized the girl as Hana.

"Hana, wait for me. "he screamed like he was stuck in the throat, as the girl who was picking the flower moved away. He wants to pursue her.

"Hana... Don't stay with me...! " scream again. Although he exerted his strength strongly, but the girl continued to walk away and away. Not looking at him at all.

"Hana...! "

"Hana....! "

"Hanaa! "

Randy's eyes instantly opened as someone shook his legs.

"But! Bang Randy's dream?" a pale-looking face, sitting near his feet, shook him slowly.

Oh, I fell asleep apparently. Astaghfirullah, did I dream about Hana just now?

"Sorry, Ri. Brother overslept, you're done taking his bath?" Yuri nodded. Randy moved up, as he was confused.

"Well, I'm gonna take a shower, too."

Oh my God, what have I done? Bang Randy, sorry! A thousand sorry, you must be sorry about this decision, even though your lips say not to be regretted. But I'm sure your heart says something else.