Me And You Under The Rain
Searching for That Spirit

Dirga sat in the living room alone. His gaze was directed at the paper containing his image. Looking at the image that almost disappeared due to burning and raindrops. For some reason, seeing this broken image made his heart ache. Luckily all the pictures he had given Sakura, there was at least someone else who could keep all those shadows. In fact, all of those images have meaning and clues.

Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps, Dirga hurriedly hid the picture from her mother. He couldn't let his mother see this kind of picture. What can he be considered?

The middle-aged woman approached Dirga, sitting together on the living room sofa. She put on a thin smile when her mother looked. There has been no chatter whatever happened there, only the sound of heavy rain became the background sound of the two.

"What's here for?" ask the mother.

"Not anything else, really," answered Dirga accompanied by a headband.

"Where is the continuation of his business? I've never heard of it again,"

Dirga who all looked down raised his chin, looked at the mother for a moment before turning his face again. "It's the same, ma'am. I'm the same Sakura is also looking for another way" he replied. Her body leaned against the sofa to hide the picture from her mother.

Dirga wanted to get up from the sofa to take the picture away from her mother. Unfortunately, the mother was still sitting with him in this living room. Dirga was hesitant to get up, because the paper was too difficult to hide. And maybe it was his luck, when the sound of lightning was heard, along with that the list in his house was extinguished. There Dirga took the opportunity to take away his picture.

"Mother, let me get the emergency lights first" Dirga said in the darkness.

Then he used the lights from his cell phone. Bring yourself to the room along with the picture. Dirga illuminated the sheet, looking at it closely in detail the image he made. Only, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound from the gate of the house. His mind was only on his mother. He put the picture down just like that, cluttering down the emergency lights with him.

"Mom!!"

His legs moved rapidly down each staircase. The door of the house was wide open, hurriedly looking for an umbrella before continuing his steps across the house. Very surprised when the mother's body was all wet, falling behind the gate. Dirga still do not know why his mother could fall there, most importantly Dirga brought the mother back into the house, took a towel to dry her wet body.

It is undeniable, as much as Dirga's worry about his mother who is currently cold and the face looks surprised. Dirga chose to keep quiet, leaving the mother in her comfortable position. It was only after his mother felt calm that Dirga asked questions related to his mother's current condition.

"Mom why is she there?" dirga asked in her soft voice.

The mother turned her head back, looking at the gate with fear. Dirga also looked over, not displaying anything there.

"So, there's a girl there. He asked mom for help, but—"

"No need to go on, ma'am," Dirga cut off his mother's sentence. I don't know, he thinks he knows who that woman his mother meant.

Dirga stopped his curiosity, bringing the mother into his room. It's just that, suddenly Dirga's hand was detained, because the mother refused to be left alone. However, Dirga realized that he was an adult male, which was impossible to accompany his mother. She immediately picks up her cell phone and calls Sakura to ask her for help. After all, it was not too late to ask Sakura to come to her house.

Nodding her mother's head was enough to make her relieved, and Dirga had to keep giving her an extra towel to keep her mother warmer. Moreover, the electricity is still not on, making him not want to leave his mother—worried if something happens again.

Dirga was so loyal to her mother that they both heard the knocking on the door. However, there was no sound. Not wanting something bad to happen again, Dirga finally ventured to open the door of her home— along with the mother behind her body. Apparently, there is nothing to worry about, because the figure is Sakura. Both Dirga and her mother felt very relieved, and immediately gave Sakura permission to enter the house.

Can be caught clearly both Dirga beads, the mother who continues to stick to Sakura. The man re-explains to Sakura about the help she needs. Dirga also begged the woman to stay here, until tomorrow morning.

"If you're asleep, meet me here" said Dirga with a voice so soft.

Sakura immediately led the middle-aged woman towards her room. Yes, he himself accompanied and helped Dirga's mother. One of the reasons for wanting to help Dirga, besides Dirga's mother always being nice to him, Sakura also remembered her mother figure. Therefore, without a second thought he would help Dirga. Sakura is sincere to help the middle-aged woman who is reluctant to be left behind by her.

He still does not know the reason why Dirga needs his help to accompany his mother. However, he felt this was not an ordinary thing, printed clearly on the look of Dirga's face.

A few minutes later, Sakura saw that Dirga's mother had fallen asleep comfortably, and rushed out of the room to approach Dirga in the living room. Just closing the room door, Sakura saw Dirga's back sitting behind her. The woman approached him, slightly cleared her throat to signal his whereabouts here. Even Dirga realized it, seeing the stature of Sakura who was sitting opposite to him.

"Is there anything to talk about?" ask Sakura.

"Hm" as an answer. He gave me the drawing sheet he found near Ryan's house. "That's the last picture I saw" he said.

"But, why did you burn this?"

"Ryan is burned. He took this picture, but I didn't. Maybe, to lose track of him, he chose to burn," explained Dirga.

Sakura fell silent, not intending to chimed in on Dirga's sentence. The woman looked at the picture there. His concern arose, pitying the poor woman in the picture. To the extent that Sakura can't see it any longer—kendati is just a picture. He was asked to keep it, fearing it would disappear again.

"The woman's spirit also made my mother like that. I was afraid that he would disturb me again" said Dirga who expressed his fear.

"Yes, I can understand your fear. We are also still trying to make the perpetrator's nyari first," Sakura replied.

Right after Sakura finished speaking, her gaze was directed at Dirga's unclosed left hand, displaying her ring so clearly. However, the maniknya patterned, feeling something was strange there. Also Sakura's view circulated to all corners of this room, with the help of her cell phone lamp Sakura looking for a female figure who always stuck with Dirga.

"Ga!! Where is the spirit of that woman?!"