Rain for Airin
50 Eps. Reneges

"Mother, I'm already here. So from now on, if you live with us, can't you?"

"Generic .... " Rain was surprised that some of the rice grains blocked the respiratory tract which made him choke.

No less surprised by the two gender-different adults. Airin, who had run out of words, was unable to answer the question that Zia said was simple.

"Oh, it's almost too late. We're leaving now yuk, Zia," Keano asked after seeing the circular clock on her right hand.

"But, Dad. School starts in half an hour. Dad hasn't had breakfast either. Mother's cooking is delicious, you know," argued Zia.

"Street jammed, Zia. And it's a pity, I had breakfast. Just leave now, yuk?" Keano lied so that Zia would not ask a vulnerable question that made them so overwhelmed looking for the right answer.

"OK on."

Keano was relieved to hear it.

"Pamit used to be the same Mother and Om Rain" Keano said.

Zia ran towards the dining table, grabbed Airin's fingers then kissed the back of her hand. "Zia goes to school first, Mother."

The same thing happened to Rain. "Zia's leaving, o'm."

"Student learning" said Rain stroking Zia's mane gently.

"Ready, Om." Zia grabbed the bag on the chair before returning to the position Keano was standing in.

"We are leaving" said Keano, welcoming Zia in her carriage as she walked out of the house.

"Be careful .... " The first pair of words that jump from Airin's lips after being able to condition the heart.

Honestly speaking. Airin was still worried about the choice he would make in the future. Especially after the telepathy with Rain earlier. How could Rain tell him if the answer was in plain sight, whereas he was faced with two men in one room?

Ambiguous, Airin asked. "What do you mean?"

"Eh? Mean what?"

"Golden gaze earlier. It's like Mas said that the answer to my question is in plain sight, right?"

Rain thought for a moment. He never felt like saying that, the gaze that he had given just as an amplifier for Airin to face all the possibilities that occurred.

"The answer is in your heart. You just grab it. The choice is on you. I'm saying goodbye." Rain who had finished his breakfast moved from the chair.

"thank you. The cuisine is delicious, "praise Rain before completely disappearing behind the wall.

Leaving Airin with her brain still working hard digested Rain's words. "I just don't know whose heart chooses."

"Your attitude worries me, Mas," Airin's monologue with a glaring eye sees Rain's back drifting away, then looks out of sight.

......................

"Dad."

"Yes, Zia."

"Dad's busy today, isn't it?"

Keano stared at Zia for a moment before returning to focus on the streets. "No."

"Asik, that means you're coming home tonight, right?"

The question Keano avoided finally came out again from Zia's tiny lips.

"Umm, how is it .... "

Keano took a deep breath hoping his answer would not hurt anyone. "Byeah, sweetie."

"Yeay, thank you, Dad," excited Zia. Reflek hugged Keano from the side.

"It should be me who thanks you, son." Keano gently stroked Zia's hair buds.

Spreading affection that has been delayed so far. Getting a hug from the little girl is like an opium that wants to be repeated. A sense of warmth spreads in the heart to all joints in the body. To be able to melt clear water at the angle of neutrality.

Given Zia who grew up in his absence, it was always successful to make a sad atmosphere whack. But now he is here. Next to Zia. So as much as possible Keano does the best thing so as not to disappoint the child.

It was a little time-consuming to get to school, as Keano deliberately slowed down the pace of his car. He just escorted Zia to the school gate. This is his first time. If she is a socialite mother, a cell phone has been issued to capture Zia who waved at her before entering the school building.

"It's so sweet," he murmured. Still waving her hand even though Zia had already entered the classroom a few minutes ago.

Time passed, as his consciousness began to return. Slowly his heart also began to growl.

"Tonight I'll be home. But to be honest, I'm not ready.

"May Airin not be angry with my decision. Huftt," he continued.

Then he started driving his iron horse towards a cafe. Considering he's already made an appointment with someone.

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Tok Tok Tok

"That must be Dad!" exclaim Zia while rising from the living room sofa. Run for the front door, then open it.

Chequelek

"Welcome, A—" His enthusiastic smile suddenly changed with a pursed lip when the figure in front of him was not the person he would be.

"Good night, Zia," said Rain with a friendly smile.

Instead of answering, Zia turned around with a lethargic face and then sat back down on the sofa. The behavior of the little girl can not be separated from the observation of Airin who sat not far from there. Actually he was as pounding as Zia who was looking forward to Keano coming tonight.

Surprised to pick up Zia from school this afternoon. Along the way Zia kept talking about Keano coming home and sleeping with her tonight.

"Zia, it's not good like that. Answer someone else's greeting to you. Don't ignore it," said Airin.

"Yes, Mother. Excuse me. Good night, Om Rain," said Zia in a limp tone without intending to raise her bowed head.

Airin felt bad about Zia's attitude, immediately got up to the man. But before his mouth could open Rain had already signaled that he was fine.

Rain approached the gloomy Zia. Sitting next to her while stroking the girl's mane. "Dad Zia is coming home soon."

"really?" Zia looked at Rain with a gleaming bead full of spirit. But before long the twinkle returned dim. "Looks like you forgot."

"Maybe Zia's father has a job that can't be left behind" comforted Rain.

"Is Dad's job more important than mine?"

Airin's heart hurt to hear it. It was very desirable for him to throw a granite stone at Keano's head if he met later, which would probably make the man's head slightly bumped. Hope Keano is aware of his mistake.

Always like this. He who promises, he who denies. Given the behavior of Keano first, Airin's hands were clenched firmly ready to float a tonjokan on the man's face.

Keano may deny or hurt him, but not Zia. The innocent little girl had already endured a lot of grief from Keano's actions all along.

"Fuck anoa!" geram Airin while stretching the joints on his fingers.