Rain for Airin
47 Eps. Interlocking

"Then let's get married."

"So how? You're willing, aren't you?" insist Keano did not know himself.

"Have you thought carefully about your invitation just now?"

"Isn't something good to be quickened?"

Airin. An idea that will further cloud the atmosphere, he thought. Even Keano's business with Celia who is pregnant with her child is not finished. It could be that the man will override the problem with other problems.

"Are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy about you, Rin."

"I know—oh, I mean what about Celia and her fetus? You don't intend to run from them, do you?"

"I told you. The fetus is not necessarily the seed I sow. He could have belonged to someone else."

Airin closed his mouth that was reflexively wide open. "Can you prove what you said just now?"

"Unfortunately Celia refused to do a DNA test. But he's still tight if what he's carrying is my son."

Airin massaged his temple, getting dizzy with the burden of life that came wiggling. It was like he was in the middle of the brawl of a football fan. Going anywhere, there are obstacles.

"Don't get me married if you can't take your own child's heart yet" Airin's final grin rose on Keano's handsome face.

"Regarding Celia, take care of your problems with her first. Don't involve me with your problems" he continued.

"That means you rejected my proposal?"

Airin snorted softly. "I'm still worried about my own feelings."

"Is it because of Rain? You got a taste for him?"

Airin was silent and did not respond. Still confused about his own feelings. Perhaps this is one of the ultimatums of a woman who is rarely known by the adam, and only now he feels.

Love two men in one heart.

"It's not. I just need time to think," elak Airin later.

"That means that when the time comes, you will accept my proposal?" A ray of hope emanated clearly on Keano's netra.

"It can be, it can't."

The successful ambiguous answer made Keano think long. But he felt if his desire to return with Airin there is still hope.

'Well, before the yellow janur curved, Airin could still belong to anyone. Including myself, ' Inner Keano.

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At a cafe that sells ice cream, Rain sits opposite Zia. On the table are two types of ice cream. One large glass of strawberry chocolate flavored ice cream with biscuit toppings and small chocolate pieces. And the other is the size of a medium glass of chocolate flavored ice cream with a sprinkling of colorful meises and chocolate milk.

Zia is engrossed in her order strawberry chocolate ice cream with an enthusiastic face. Rain smiled happily, the little girl had already forgotten her grief. At least for the time being.

"According to Om Rain, Keano's father was Zia's, wasn't he?"

That sudden sound almost made Rain choke.

"Generic ... How does Zia think?" Rain asked back.

The girl pointed her eyeballs at the ceiling. As if he was thinking hard like when he got a sudden repetition that he thought was difficult.

"But Keano yelled at Zia. Were you always that scary?"

Rain smiled wryly at Zia. "Maybe Keano's in a lot of trouble. That's why he accidentally snapped at Zia earlier. There is no father who does not love his son."

"But why didn't Keano say it from the beginning, if he was Zia's father?"

"Maybe Keano's scared."

"Fear Zia will be angry and will not accept the om Keano as Zia's father. Looks like Keano's om needs a good time to say it."

Rain, who already knew the problem of Airin last night, tried to position himself as best he could. Give an acceptable excuse to the little girl.

"Is that so?"

"certain. Isn't Zia happy that Zia's dad is home?"

Zia lowered her head, her hands stirring the ice cream that was only a quarter of a glass.

"Zia should be happy if it turns out Zia has a father like other friends. But why did Zia even feel pain? It's here." Zia placed an index finger on her chest.

"That's because Zia had accidentally made Keano sad. It's called the bond between parent and child. Om Keano was sad, Zia was sad too. So too with mom. Zia was sad, mother was also sad."

Zia looked at Rain with cute twitching eyes. It was obvious that he did not understand Rain's intentions.

Rain grabbed Zia's tiny fingers while saying. "Zia used to be a time knife in Om's cafe. Zia's finger was accidentally scratched until it bled. Well, does that hurt?"

"Yes, sick. Zia did not want any more knife toys," Zia replied as she put on her fearful face.

"That Zia's finger hurts, doesn't it?"

"Yes, this one." Zia showed her index finger to Rain.

Rain smiled and continued. "But then why did Zia cry?"

"Because it hurts, Om."

"He hurt his finger, why did Zia cry too?"

"Eh? Why, huh?"

"That's called bonding. Like the family bond that Om said earlier. You are like one body. Where one part is hurt, the other part also feels pain. That's what's happening to Zia now."

Zia is just ria. Her puffed up face looked even more cute with that expression.

"So Zia now believes that Om Keano is Zia's father?" ask Rain then.

Zia nodded while smiling brightly.

"So Zia is no longer angry, is it the same with Om Keano?" Rain asked again.

"Still." Zia folded her hands in front of her chest.

"Why?"

"Om Keano hasn't apologized to Zia yet."

"If Keano apologizes later, Zia will forgive him?"

"You dong, Om." Zia again devoured the ice cream that was like porridge. He insisted that there was nothing left there.

"So there's no need to ask anyone else. Just ask Zia's heart. If Zia is sure, why not?" Rain is speaking again.

"Ready, Om." Zia moved from her seat.

Eroding the distance between her and Rain. He's trying to get on Rain's lap. After succeeding due to getting help from the man, Zia hugged him tightly. It was as if channeling affection to the man who had accompanied him since he first saw that world.

"Zia wants only Om Rain to be Zia's father" she said in a hug.

"Eh? Why?"

"Om Rain is good."

Rain smiled hearing that.

'And if Om could. Om was willing to grant Zia's request, ' she softly in heart, getting back Zia's embrace while landing a kiss on the head of the little girl who he had considered like his own child.