RAMADAN IN RAYYA'S HEART

RAMADAN IN RAYYA'S HEART
Gossip



Rayya looks fun to be in his painting room that he provides for where he pours all his aspirations with scribbles of color when there is free time in his apartment.



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Rayya turned to her phone as it rang. Rayya quickly picked up her phone and it was Kayla's name that made the call to her phone number.


" Assalamualaikum, what's up, sister Kayla?" Rayya graciously received a phone call from Kayla.


" Waallaikumsalam's. Ray, I'd like to ask you, you have a finished painting, right?" kayla answered Rayya.


" There, Brother. Why is it, brother?" ask Rayya later.


" Want to be exhibited in the painting exhibition that will be held by Brother?" ask Kayla to offer.


" Oh, Rayya is still not confident if you have to display my paintings to be exhibited and seen by many people, Brother." Rayya did feel that she was a nobody and she still felt amateur to show off her paintings.


" Haha .. Why not trust yourself? Devi essere sicuro in te se vuoi essere un artista." (You have to be confident if you want to be an artist) Kayla encourages.


" Try you to send me your paintings, Brother, you want to see. Later Brother choose, if Brother says interesting to show you do not refuse, yes!"


" Okay, Brother. Later Rayya try to send a picture of the painting, Brother." Rayya agreed to what Kayla asked for.


" Okay, Brother wait as soon as possible. Ariston ..." Kayla wants to end her phone call.


" Neurova ..." Rayya immediately put her phone back.


" Geez, I have to send you which painting, huh?" Rayya tapped on her chin with her finger trying to figure out which painting she would send as an example to Kayla.


" Why am I being like this, anyway? Calm down Rayya, calm down .. It's Kak Kayla's show, not you. Hmmm, but if anyone sneers at my painting how about, huh?" murmured Rayya while walking back and forth in his painting room. But he snapped his finger as he remembered someone


" ah, Simone. I asked him for his opinion, about which painting I deserved to send to Kak Kayla." Rayya then returned to pick up her phone and immediately contacted Simone.


" Pronto, perche, Rayya? Ti sono mancato?" (Hello, what's up, Rayya? Do you miss me ) Simone's words ended with a chuckle.


" Simone, aiutare puoi noodles per favor?" (Simone, can you help me )


" Cosa volete che faccia?" (What do you want me to help you with) asked Simone.


" Kayla mi ha chiesto in partecipare alla sua mostra in pittura e mi ha chiesto in inviarle campioni dei dipinti che avevo realizzato. Aiutare a scegliere?" (Sister Kayla asked me to participate in her exhibition of paintings. He asked me to send you an example of my painting. Can you help choose ) Rayya hopes that Simone can help her.


" Yes, prova ad inviare la poto, la scegliero piu tardi" (Yes try to send me the picture later I choose ) Simone is willing to petrify Rayya.


" Ho inviato la photo. Grazie, Simone." (I sent her picture, thank you, Simone ) Rayya then turned off her phone call and sent some of her paintings to Simone before she sent them to Kayla.


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Two days after the dinner with the model from the Angkasa Raya apartment ad.


" Mommy, Mama ...!" talitha's voice could be heard screaming for Anindita as she ran towards her mother who was waiting for flowers from a vase in the living room.


" What are you yelling at, Thalita?" tanya Anindita saw her son screaming his name.


" Ma, there's a rumor about Mas Rama." Thalita.


" Gossip about your Mas? What gossip?" Anindita seemed curious about the gossip mentioned by her youngest daughter.


" Gossip that Mas Rama was dating a model. Nih, Mama see the news is on the gossip account Henpon Jadul." Thalita then offered her postel to Anindita. " Look, the picture is there too." Thalita showed a photo showing Ramadan and a beautiful woman walking in the hotel lobby.


" The pretty model FRA came out of a five-star hotel with a handsome man who was allegedly a young executive with the initials RSP."


" Why did you get out of the hotel?"


" Be careful, you know, it will be a dipiduk, lest it's a model on the list of public figures involved in online prosti tusi again."


" Astaghfirullahal is ...!" Anindita's eyes widened to read some comments from netizens from the gossip account.


" Requally outrageous! Make news that cannot be accounted for the truth. News like this will lead public opinion into negative thinking." Anindita looked upset after reading the news.


" But this is true Mas Rama, isn't it, Ma? Rama how can the same model anyway, Ma?" tanya Thalita was curious.


" Yes, that's your Mas. Mas mu it was there a dinner event the same model because the model that will be a model of the apartment ad owned by Angkasa Raya. And at the dinner show it was not only the two of them who came, but there was Arya Saluka who was also the model of the ad." Anindita explained what she had heard from her eldest son.


" Arya Saluka? Idol Mom, dong!" Thalita.


" Yes the point is, your mom's not alone in there. They're only there for dinner, not for the negatives."


" Then it must be quickly clarified, dong! Pity Mas Rama if it is rumored ugly." said Thalita.


" Of course it is! Later Mama said to Papa and Mas you this problem. You just send the news to Mama." Anindita had Thalita send out a news screenshot that was on Thalita's phone.


" Okay, Ma." Thalita followed what her mother asked.


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The phone on the Ramadan desk shook as the man was seriously staring at the work on his laptop. And immediately Ramadan grabbed the flat object. He finds Farah's name contacting him, as he and Farah did exchange phone numbers when they finished the evening.


Ramadhan frowned for a moment, he did not immediately pick up a phone call from Farah, but after that he decided to pick up the phone call.


" Assalamualaikum, what's up, Farah?" tanya Ramadhan greets Farah.


" Waalaikumsalam, is Mas Rama busy?" ask Farah in Ramadhan's phone.


" Yes, there is a little work. What's up?" ask Ramadan back.


" Have you read or heard the gossip circulating in the gossip account?" ask Farah.


" What gossip?" Ramadhan frowned, because he never followed the gossip account on his social media account.


" Gossip about us. It turns out that someone saw us at the hotel yesterday, and then made the news on his gossip account." Farah explained the gossip about the two of them.


" Oh yeah? I haven't heard anything." Ramadhan chuckled, it seemed like he was casually responding to the gossip surrounding him. Even though he himself does not know the gossip about what is circulating out there.


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Connect ...


For Visual Rayya, she was originally a young Indonesian painter (Zahra Zubaidah ) I chose her visuals because it seemed like it was fitting for Rayya's character. Beautiful, cute, kalem.



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