Me And You Under The Rain
Folding Paper

His sleep was disturbed after hearing the sound of the phone ringing. Dirga immediately opened his eyes, turning off the call which he did not see the number. He realized that today the man was still in Sakura's house. In fact, the woman was still asleep with her body hugging her.

The morning was immediately presented with a beautiful and peaceful face of the woman. One of her hands was directed to remove the hair covering Sakura's face behind her earlobe. He could not hide a smile, too fond of this new sight. Then looking at the time from Sakura's room clock, the man moved Sakura's body to escape from her. Then he got up leaving Sakura who was still asleep.

Along with his phone, Dirga went out to the living room, looking back at who had contacted him earlier. He likes to be surprised when he sees his mother's number calling him since. His history had been up to a dozen times, but Dirga had only heard the last call. The man forgot to tell his mother that last night he couldn't go home.

"Gue forgot my mother's ngabarin," he murmured alone. He also typed a message on the middle-aged woman.

A few minutes of focused gazes on the phone screen, the man immediately raised his face when he saw Sakura who had just woken up from her sleep. Surprisingly, Sakura's typical waking face looks so beautiful in her eyes.

"Wake up?" ask Dirga.

The woman sat on the sofa, with both eyes still half-open. Sakura looked at Dirga, as if the man was still unreal before her right now. Slowly his smile came, he also realized that the man had slept with him. Honestly, it made her feel a little embarrassed.

"Udah," the woman replied in a raucous voice.

"Oh yeah, I just went home, yeah. You—" said Dirga who suddenly cut.

"Hurry up, what's wrong?"

Dirga was a little surprised when the woman lit up her words. Then all pairs of smiles and shows reasons that make him want to go home soon. Sakura herself could only nod her head to understand the situation. She may have forbidden Dirga from returning to her parents' home.

Now the man has taken all his belongings before finally saying goodbye to Sakura. The woman also escorted Dirga out, even though she had only reached the doorway.

"Gue go home first. Take good care of yourself. If there's anything directly related to me," said Dirga.

"Yeah, yeah,"

Sakura has seen Dirga's car starting to leave her yard. The woman immediately went back inside her house. She intends to head to the kitchen to get a glass of water, but as she passes through her open room, Sakura sees one of Dirga's belongings left behind. Yes, the man's jacket was on the chair. With a smile, Sakura took it to put the jacket in the right place.

However, when the jacket is held by her, Sakura is surprised to see a piece of paper falling onto the floor. The paper with the small size just folded a few times. The woman read an address written in it. I don't know, Sakura doesn't know what address is in this jacket pocket. He quickly retrieved the phone and searched the location of the address.

"Jail?"

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Upon arrival at home, the man entered the living room, where his mother was waiting for him with both hands folded in front of his chest. Dirga just put on a smile, as if he was innocent.

Dirga was still grinning, the man knew if the mother was not angry if it had been related to Sakura. After all, the fact is that the man was with Sakura last night.

"Well, what are you? Don't macem-macem with Sakura. It could be, Sakura who is the mother tuker's child becomes the mother's child, not you," said the middle-aged woman again.

"Just sleep together, really," replied Dirga while walking away from the mother.

"Just sleep together? You said it was 'free'? Jesus, Dirga," the man got hit several times from his own mother.

"Mom, just sleeping. No more, ma'am. Really. Sakura is also ngizinin, really," said Dirga who was defending himself.

His mother's punch was stopped, the look of the mother right at him. Then the mother held her forehead, and a long breath of the mother after hearing the defense of her son.

"Makanya, quickly marry Sakura. Let me also not worry about the two of you," said the mother.

"I told Sakura to wait a little longer until this problem is over. I don't want to, if someday, Sakura is in danger because of this problem, ma'am. Sakura also agreed," said Dirga.

There was a sound of whispering from his mother's mouth, as well as feeling the sadness felt by Sakura and Dirga. Because, their relationship must be hindered by the problems that are still taken care of by both. Especially for months, but still not showing good results. As a mother, I felt pain in my chest.

The two hands of the woman whose head had wrinkles were cupping her son's face. His face gently smiled at Dirga who also looked at the mother. Give a little caress from his weak hands before saying.

"I'm sorry, because I can't do anything for you" said the mother.

"It's okay, ma'am. After all, after I thought again, this problem that made me the same Sakura finally met. Every day meet, talk, until finally I like him," Dirga replied.

Dirga and the mother chatted for a long time. Both feel tired with this problem. However, my mother also felt relieved that this was not a curse as expected from the start.

After the conversation was over, Dirga decided to enter his room. He hasn't had a shower since yesterday either. His body began to feel sticky after getting out of the car earlier. He stepped one by one up the stairs, but his steps suddenly noticed he only realized that Dirga was not wearing his jacket.

"My jacket?" Dirga tried to remember where he last said the jacket was. "Ah, Sakura's room," she said again after she managed to remember.

The man patted his own forehead, not remembering bringing the jacket into the woman's house at all. Quickly, since then Dirga felt there was less. He could only cluck in annoyance, but also could not blame anyone. She knew, after this surely Sakura would ask about an address she found in her jacket pocket.

"It was also if he realized there was a folding paper in it," he said alone. Even personally, your brother continues his steps towards the room. Already done, Dirga can what?