Me And You Under The Rain
Show It to Me

Dirga's sharp gaze was clearly highlighted towards Ryan who was frozen in place. There was no chance for him to just leave. Ryan did not dare to return Dirga's gaze at all, before finally finding an excuse to cover up his mistake.

"How mean? I told you yesterday that I didn't take that picture" Ryan said.

Dirga to throw a breath long enough, his gaze deepened when Ryan was more clearly visible with his attitude that continued to evade. "In fact, I didn't mention the picture before" he said. From his net, he saw Ryan who was still trying to calm down in the midst of his nervousness. Dirga took one step closer, aligning himself with his cousin. "Don't think I can't be cruel just because I'm my cousin" he said.

"Lo's weird, Ga,"

Ryan left Dirga still standing in the doorway. As for Sakura, just looking at Ryan's back that went away from before Dirga. His gaze had dropped, when he could not do anything while Dirga and Ryan were arguing small. Even he saw Dirga who came back in with the door closed tightly, Sakura hurriedly took out the picture she had kept since last night.

Right after Dirga placed her body on the chair while holding her temple, Sakura arrived by placing the picture on the glass-lined table. His index finger is pointed at the back of the perpetrator.

"From the position in this picture, the perpetrator can't wear his shirt, right?" sakura asked and immediately got a nod from Dirga.

"The clothes we wear are actually on the sofa. But, I don't dare to make sevulgar images," he said.

Both Sakura's eyebrows raised together, she walked to the sidewalk of Dirga to lower herself with the male's ears. No one could hear the sentence he was about to say to Dirga. However, we can be sure if the sentence was successful to make Dirga speechless to pet.

"Just point it at me,"

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A few days after meeting Sakura with Dirga, the two meet again. Sakura came to the man's house in the afternoon with a paper bag that she would bring into Dirga's room. Crossing the living room, his steps had stopped when he found a middle-aged woman who welcomed his arrival. Only a brief conversation took place between her and Dirga's mother before finally returning to take her step.

Before entering the man's room, Dirga stopped the woman. His gaze was directed at Sakura's luggage which he still did not know from earlier. However, he instead told Dirga to remain silent and enter his room.

"The door was opened" said Sakura.

"And you want to nyokap our mergokin?"

"But what's more important if the door is closed?" asked Sakura who felt so doubtful.

"Whatever, if you want to open, yes I open,"

Finally, Dirga relented to open the door. Right after, Dirga was confused when Sakura walked to the bathroom with the item she was carrying. I don't know, Dirga alone to the confusion and do not know what to do, other than wait for Sakura to get out of the bathroom. The man sat down and folded his hands in front of his chest.

After a few minutes, Dirga finally caught the sound of the door opening. She turned her head and fell silent when she saw Sakura wearing a pink dress with her long hair tied up. The woman walked over, approaching Dirga who was still in her place. Dirga faithfully silenced her mouth until Sakura stopped in front of her body.

"Where? His dress model is different, anyway. But, it's pretty similar, really,"

Sakura bit her lips full of annoyance, so furious with the words she had just heard. Then the person took a long breath, trying patiently to face Dirga. Yes, this is his inner war. Even ignoring her, Sakura walks on one of the sofas next to Dirga's current table.

His two brown eyes still saw Dirga who took out his drawing equipment. Sakura also took out a picture that was inside the bag. The woman placed the picture directly next to the still plain Dirga drawing paper. Waiting for the man to stare in silence—don't know what Dirga is thinking right now.

"Gue inget,"

Suddenly Dirga got up from her four seats, she led Sakura to sit on her bed. Dirga's left hand was on Sakura's back, carrying the woman lying there. However, only half-moving, Dirga suddenly stopped him. Her other hand moved towards Sakura's hair, pulling her rubber band gently until it was all over. Dirga did it according to the shadow he found.

Sakura had been lying completely on Dirga's bed. And again Dirga stopped her activities, she walked towards the clothes hanger behind the door. The man took his jacket and put it directly on Sakura's thigh. Only then did he restart activities based on his memories.

"Gue apologized if the position made him uncomfortable" said Dirga. He also carried Sakura's left hand to hold her back. "Bikin like I'm nyakar my back," he said again.

What else can Sakura do besides obey Dirga? He also asked her to do it. He'll admit, it actually makes him a little uncomfortable. However, only in this way could they see the possibility that had happened to the female spirit.

Being under Dirga, staring at the man from his current position made him swallow a lot of saliva. Many times Sakura also averted her eyes when Dirga's face looked so serious. Especially when Dirga suddenly brought his body closer, cutting the distance between the two. It feels like Sakura has lost her air supply. And because of their current position, suddenly Dirga's mother could only stand in front of the door that was wide open by closing the opening of her mouth.

"Dirga, nyokap lo!" said Sakura who realized it first. He pushed Dirga's body away from him.

Dirga looked so calm, even told her mother to go inside her room. Dirga's face is still as usual. Especially when the mother was still surprised by what her son and Sakura did, Dirga was still silent.

"What are you doing?" ask the mother.

"I told my mother that I was the same Sakura would re-create the incident" replied Dirga.

No wonder, indeed, if Dirga's mother was very surprised by what caught both eyes. However, deep in his heart, seeing the togetherness of Dirga and Sakura made the middle-aged woman feel relieved with her son who wanted to get back close to the woman. Despite several attacks, but the two are still together until this moment.

Even the mother just nodded, understanding the explanation and intent of their current activities. Sakura asked the woman to sit down and look at— because she was afraid there was another misunderstanding. It's just that, Dirga's mother rejected him, allowing her son along with Sakura to do what they were supposed to do. Of course, with another purpose. Therefore, the mother had taken both of her legs away from the son's room alone.

Now the awkward situation even grabbed two young people there. They throw faces at each other, with Dirga rushing to his desk to draw more details. While Sakura sat on the edge of the bed, seeing the man was serious with what he was doing right now.

Behind the seriousness of Dirga with all his tools, from the tail of his eyes he was able to feel the nervousness that Sakura was feeling. He remained indifferent, but only a few minutes before choosing to get up and open the window of his room, so that the woman could feel refreshed.

"Don't be overconfident, I opened the window in a sultry manner" said Dirga.

"But the AC is on" Sakura replied.