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Athan drove to Hana's house to pick her up as usual. But ever since last night's commosion, Hana has been ignoring Athan. Ignoring his calls, his texts. Athan began to get worried, imagining all possible things that could happen to Hana.

"Assalamualaikum umi, abah, Hana ada tak?" Athan stepped inside the warm cozy house before shaking Tuan Hezrin's hand as a sign of respect.

"Waalaikumussalam, Hana dah ada kat meja makan. Jom lah kita makan sekali. Athan belum makan lagi kan? Jom." Puan Zahra said inviting Athan to their dining room.

There Hana sat down on one of the chairs, eating the noodles Puan Zahra had cooked while playing with her phone. Too busy to notice Athan's arrival.

'Oh kau busy main phone tapi tak jawab call aku'

Athan silently chuckles, thinking of a plan to persuade his sulking fiancé. He took a seat next to Nadeem.

"Hana dah dah lah tu main phone, you can play with your phone later." Tuan Hezrin said sternly. Hana puts down her phone.

Hana had noticed Athan the moment his engine roared outside the house. But she pretended to not notice his existence.

Why is she like this? Funny, she doesn't even know why shes like this.

When Athan sent her home, she didn't let out a sentence out of her plump lips. Why? Jealousy. Why is she jealous? No idea.

The scene of Julin's hands on her property made her blood boil. And it made her blood more boiling the moment Julin hugged Athan tightly, the lipstick stained his neck and the collar of his shirt.

"Lusa kita pegi kat boutique dengan mama Athan kan? Athan tak yah jemput Hana okay? Umi pegi ngan Hana je. Lepastu boleh lah Athan bawak Hana jalan jalan lagi." Puan Zahra said with a warm smile.

"Ye umi, baiklah. Athan pegi ngan mama je lah. Kita jumpa kat boutique." Athan replied.

"Hana, kenapa diam je ni? Ada masalah ke? Kalau ada, bagitahu abah ngan umi. Abah risau liat kamu asyik termenung je." Athan immediately turned his head to look at Hana the moment Tuan Hezrin said something about his daughter.

"U-uh Hana okay je abah, tengah kira carrot ni ha. Comel sangat."

"Carrot apa nya? Takde carrot pun kat sini." Nadeem said confused, trying to find what the carrot his sister had said.

'alamak kantoi termenung!' Hana pursed her lips in embarrassment.

Athan stifled a laugh, shaking his head slightly.

"Umi, abah, kitorang pergi dulu. Kelas Athan pagi ni and Athan ada kerja nak buat sebelum masuk kelas." Athan stood up after he was done eating. Hana stood up as well, making her way to the kitchen with her plate.

Athan, who was observing Hana, stood up with his plate, following her steps to the kitchen.

"Ha gaduh lah tu dengan tunang." Nadeem shook his head before continuing to eat his food in peace.

"Hana..."

Hana ignored him. Hands busy cleaning the plate and glass. Athan sighed, stepping closer to the sink but still a bit further from Hana.

"Hana merajuk ke?" He asked, peeking at her face but Hana ignored him again.

"Hana sayang abang, kenapa ni? Dari semalam abang call, text Hana tapi Hana tak jawab satu pun. Hana marahkan abang ke? Abang ada buat salah ke?" Athan softly said trying to make Hana look at him.

"Jom lah kita pegi uni, nanti lambat. Athan sendiri yang denda Hana kalau Hana lambat masuk kelas." Hana simply said before walking away.

"Aduh apa aku nak buat ni? Aku ada buat salah ke? Apa salah aku? Merajuk sebab apa eh? Aduhh." Athan whined.

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