Call Me Rain
Caught Stealing

Mirza POV's

Early in the morning I went down to the kitchen to find something I could eat, somehow the worms were wrung asking for rations this early. Even drinking a lot of water was still lacking.

"Well, is Emir awake? want some breakfast now? Ma'am hasn't finished cooking Den, still slicing this." Said Madam Sri while lifting the knife in her right hand towards me.

"Ampuun mbak, do not kill me." selorohku to Mbak Sri, who managed to make Mbak Sri chuckled.

"Duhh ingga Den. Sorry Den, sorry." Madam Sri immediately lowered her hand and nodded her head half-down.

I laughed seeing the suddenly anxious face of Madam Sri. "It's okay mbak, it's just kidding" I replied as I took the loaf of bread on the table, and then smeared it with chocolate slai.

"You want to make something first maybe Den?" tawar Mbak Sri when she saw me just eating bread.

"No need Ma'am, this is enough for a wedge of the stomach" I said with a mouth that did not stop chewing.

"Eh milk can be mbak." Ma'am Sri nodded her head.

Maybe the effect of appetite-boosting drugs that yesterday Doctor Iwan love, until early in the morning my stomach feels sore.

When I was enjoying my homemade chocolate jam bread, my phone suddenly shook.

Drrttt Drrttt Drttt

Signed an incoming message from a chat group containing me, Marko and Martin. yahh, if this is how there must be something going on. because as far as I know Martin is now staying at Marko's house.

Martin: This is the son of the sultan one, so why not enter the woyyy class..

Marko : You ! nyampe gebetan I also nanyain him. Damn emang!

I chuckled at their chat, before then typing..

Mirza: can-can chatan, even though again together.

Marko: again in the toilet, ntin again in the kitchen.

Martin: You can't talk toilet, I'm eating Pe a !

Mirza: you know ! I also have breakfast.

Marko: nice dong, let's be more aware.

Martin: I turned back! god damnit.

I laughed at their chatter.really a friend who.sengklek.and I was unconscious when Mama came and sat in front of me.

"Drug effects from Doctor Iwan make your brain terror Mir?" Mama looked at me full of search.

"This morning has been in the kitchen, where a scarecrow seuseurian (laughing alone) .ih so sieun (fear) Mama da."more.

"Honey alone, not Ma. This is Emir again read chatsan children" I said by lifting the phone towards Mama. It's good he said error.

"Yes besides you, this early in the morning the tumbenan has been awake.usually has not woken up if you have not heard the cry of Mama." grumbled, while reaching for a piece of fresh bread. and yahh, indeed, my mother's voice is very melodious if it is waking me up, so muddy window glass to vibrate.

"Laper Ma." I replied casually. Mama just kept quiet and shrugged her shoulders.

Suddenly I remembered the girl I had brought home with me. What was her name? ah yes, Alula.

"Ma." call me Mama and Mom turns her head immediately.

"Yes?" the answer.

"The girl who came"

"girls? which was? " mama's forehead frowned.

My mom forgot, she pretended to forget.

"Which one? the next-door neighbor's kid?" while his hands shrewdly smeared the bread with peanut butter.

Yes, this is intentionally so.

"Mama ih, the Emir of Seriusan who was the Emir brought here. "

"Yes, why her?" Now Mama is piling bread one with the other bread.

I swear to you, my mother is lazy.

"Say, 'Well, the beautiful girl that the Emir brought home now where?' it's direct, if curious tuh directly tanya."

"Mama this is what the hell." I'm afraid.

"She was taken with Pa Abhi, living in the back pavilion" Mama replied casually as she ate the peanut butter sandwich she had just made.

"Oh. "I just nodded my head. somehow relieved it feels. it turns out my decision to bring him home was the right decision...

"Is that all right?" mama frowned to hear my answer.

I shook my head "Emir didn't think he was Pa Abhi's son, Ma."

"Well, same with him ! if you can convince Lula to stay here."

"Ko' Emir?" I asked, really don't understand.

"Yes you are. Deketin Lula ! well at least you can be a good friend to Lula. or Sister? well Brother. said if you want to have a new Adek." Mama's eyes sparkled as if finding a brilliant idea..

"Mama kangen Inara?" suddenly the question was left out of my wallless mouth.To see the expression of Mama who enthusiastically invites the girl to stay here. whereas she lives behind the house, what is the difference.

"Emmm.. From the first Mama saw him, Mama immediately inget same Inara.he's the same age Adekmu." water Mama's face is now turned sad. I'm sorry I asked you that.

"Sorry Ma, Emir should not discuss Inara. Mama is sad again, right. "and I'm really sorry.

"It's okay, it's Alula now." I'm happy to see Mama's sad face changing with Mama's smile growing more fluffy.

What kind of woman is this Alula.why Mama immediately likes her.

"Where is Ma?" ask Mama because I didn't find Papa from earlier.

"Still showering in the room, anyways your Papa likes lamaaa if dandan.has been like a virgin." Mama grumbling. I just chuckle at hearing it.

I left Mama who was still sitting at the table eating. After my bread and milk ran out, I chose to go to the room. For what? Yes time fall. My head still feels dizzy due to fever yesterday, and today I choose to skip college again.but before heading to the object that I think has a strong gravitational pull, which I think has a strong gravitational pull, especially if it's not a bed? hehee.

I flicked the curtain cloth that covered the window glass, so that the sunlight in warmed my body above the object that had the strong gravitational force. and I opened the balcony door to let oxygen in this morning to replace the carbon dioxide in my room.

Balcony in my room is indeed located at the back of the house. from up here, I can clearly see the dominant backyard of the house nuanced beautiful.Where Mama's flower plants are lined there. it includes two ethnic style pavilions, a fish pond, a swimming pool and a Gazebo.

But after successfully opening the balcony door, there was something that attracted my attention more than the strong gravity-style object.

A girl was sobbing in the arms of a middle-aged man.who else? Well that girl, Alula.

I don't know what kind of life he lived without a Father, Mother, even Brother. I couldn't see her crying hysterically yesterday. I never really saw a woman cry.

I kept staring at their activities, as the girl clasped Pa Abhi's hand, as they hugged each other, as Pa Abhi scooped up the girl's face, even as the girl turned her head towards me. Wait! she was looking at me. The girl immediately turned her face when our gazes met each other. instantly my face reddened with embarrassment.really, I felt being swallowed jangi, like being caught stealing.

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