Rain for Airin
19 Eps. Cloudy Without Rain

Keano sat on a park bench not far from the area where Airin lived. He intends to return the wallet, as well as see the situation.

But Keano was not lucky enough this time. Airin's house is empty. He must be working. Keano couldn't risk catching him at work. Not alone with Airin, the fistfight that exists.

Especially with his mood that is not right now. Perhaps he would easily send others to heaven.

Monolid eyes accidentally noticed a little girl who was playing with her mini bike.

Paying attention to the size of the bike that was too small to ride it, provoked an anxious twinge from his lips.

For a moment Keano forgot about the incident this morning which was enough to shock her. He still thinks hard, how can he commit adultery with his ex-wife?

'Remember zina, huh?! Then what did you do to Airin first?' Keano's common sense began to show his action.

Keano smiled bitterly, then he recalled. He felt all was safe before ....

Coffee!

Keano just remembered if he felt something strange after drinking coffee made by Celia.

Fucking python snake!

Dugm!

Keano hit the park bench with his hardened fist. His eyes looked fiery with teeth grinding.

"Om, why?"

That cute voice instantly shifted Keano's attention. The small veins that had been imprinted on his forehead instantly disappeared when he saw that pair of clear round eyes were staring at him innocently.

The little girl's chubby cheeks seemed to be able to make anyone who looked on could not bear to pinch, so anxious.

"Om, again marahan same temennya, huh?" ask the little girl again. Now his mini super bike has been parked near the bench.

Keano just silently watched the behavior of the little girl, he was trying to climb the bench of the park which was higher than his body.

It did not feel the corner of the lips slightly raised, before his hand stretched out to petrify the little girl sitting beside him.

"I help you" said Keano.

"Thank you, Om."

"Together."

"Um, actually said the mother, I should not talk to strangers," said the little girl as she played her dangling legs.

Keano frowned.

"Where are your parents? How could they let such a small child play outside the house alone."

"They're at work, Om. I'm here waiting for Nisa's sister. It seems I'm too tight to pedal the bike to leave Nisa's sister behind." The little girl complained while looking down deeply, her lips already curled. It seems like he was about to cry.

"Get home, will you?" bargain Keano, trying to calm the boy down so as not to cry.

If he cried loudly, he was afraid of being the subject of the spectacle of people, who would instead consider him a child kidnapper, even worse pedophile.

The little girl nodded.

"I can't trust strangers" he said in a stinging voice.

Keano sighed.

"Don't cry. Then we'll acquaintance first. Recognize, Om's name, Keano. What's your name?" keano asked as he stretched out his hand, looking softly at the little girl who was about to shed her tears.

The little girl watched Keano with a probing look, before welcoming a hesitant helping hand, saying, "My name is Zia."

The deg!

Like a butterfly flying in the chest. Keano's heart suddenly felt warmth. His heart throbbing seemed to be timid. It was like there was a strange feeling coming into contact with Zia's tiny hand.

"Alright Zia, come on, Om drive you home. Tuh, look. The sky is starting to cloud over soon it must be raining," asked Keano who had moved from his seat.

"But, Om .... "

"But what else?"

"Zia's never heard Nisa singing, if the cloud is not necessarily raining, Om."

Keano laughed loudly as he made the bells, even the tip of his eyes to let out tears. Whether it's tears of happiness or something. Keano's feelings are inexplicable at this moment.

'Whose son is this? So pinter. What kind of stupid parents would ignore this cute child for work.' Keano monologues in heart.

"Yeah, Zia. About inter. You remember the way home, right?"

Zia thought for a moment, then shook her head. Now the tiny lips are curled again. His eyes began to glaze over.

...***...

In a river on the edge of town, a woman was observing the rippling water from the wind.

His gaze was straight forward, not caring about the mischievous gazes of the men passing by there. How not?

The woman was wearing very minimal clothes. Black short-sleeved tops with very low cleavage, combined with navy mini-levis skirts. It looks beautiful, but sexy.

"You're bad, No. Can't give me that little bit of love? At least pay back everything I've given you so far. That's all, that's enough for me. Everything I've sacrificed all this time is like there's no price in your eyes. Everything. Treasure, love, my body, even my whole life.

There were no tears of sadness on Celia's smooth cheeks, which she treated so expensively only for a loved one.

Already early in the morning after getting out of Keano's apartment unit, he continued to confine himself in the hotel room he booked. After getting bored, Celia now set her foot down the path on the riverbank, which is not far from where she stayed.

Walking alone with tears. It seems that he must regret because of the betrayal committed in the past, making him now not have a friend.

'Love does need sacrifice, even though friendship is taruahan, ' he thought.

Friends, of course have. But they only come when they need to, nothing more.

"What exactly does Airin have but not me? To make you so adore that woman, Keano ...."

"Even when you're in love, you keep calling her name."

"Gurghhh!"

Celia threw the stone she had just picked up into the water, before returning to walk without a clear direction.

The moon has now replaced the sun. The lights started to light up.

Her footsteps had started to waver, Celia's gaze finally fixed on a luxurious building with a brilliant colorful light on its front. Intend to stop there for a while.

That nightclub is now the place to release all his sadness. Dancing shrinks the body, blending in with the multitude of humans who follow the deafening rhythm of music. Euphoria that is able to divert all the burdens of life that are felt.

When she was a little tired, Celia headed for one of the seats at the end of the room. Accompanied by a few bottles of alcoholic beverages.

I don't know how much liquid he put in his mouth to relieve his thirst. His head was already very dizzy. The eyes also seemed to be twitching.

Before he lost consciousness, a group of men had already approached him with their wide smiles.

" Hi, Honey. Come on, let's play around for a bit," take one of them who's already draped his arm around Celia's shoulder.

The action was met with laughter from his other friends.

"Bush, Boss."

Celia could only smile obliquely in response to them, before her gaze completely darkened.

Brugh.