Rain for Airin
51 Eps. I'm Coming Home Tonight

Zia was already in the room with Airin, who was patiently trying to persuade her to be willing to sleep in the room, with Rain's help of course. While the man was already saying goodbye, because he realized that the night was too late to visit. Airin could not stand the drowsiness, but Zia was still faithfully awake.

"Zia's not sleepy yet?" ask Airin. He held his embrace on the tiny body of the girl who was behind him.

"It."

"Why not get caught?"

"Later if you come while Zia sleeps, how?"

Airin grunts violently. "Maybe I'm not coming home tonight. Even if she comes home, Zia's gonna meet her in this room tomorrow morning."

"Zia wants to sleep with dad."

"But there's already a Mother here."

"Zia wants daddy."

It was the umpteenth time that Airin wasted his breath. "Whatever. Mother wants to sleep."

Not five minutes Airin closed his eyes, the sound of footsteps coming closer to the bed. The woman reflexively rose from her sleep to see the owner of the footsteps. Zia, who was jolted with Airin's sudden movements, now got up with her swollen pillow face.

"K-Keanu ... You coming?" lirih Airin could not believe it. The tempest in him slowly extinguished as if doused by the deathly smile of the man walking towards him.

"Dad!" zia shouted, jumping from the bed and running towards Keano's body.

"Dad's home. Sorry, I'm late." Keano grabbed Zia in a sling. Continue to move towards the bed where Airin is still glued in place.

Keano dropped Zia on the bed. The tail of his eyes can not be separated from the weakness of Airin's body wrapped in a slightly thick nightshirt with a fairly close distance.

"Dad has to go to the bathroom first." Keano swept every corner of the room. Looking for a bathroom room while trying to divert attention from Airin who was throwing a horror look at him.

After finding the room he was looking for, Keano rushed into it. There he washed his face with water, hoping that it would counteract the work of the heart that worked too hard.

"Patience, To. You should be able to hold back even if it's hard. Fighting!" monologue Keano looked at the reflection of his tired face in front of the mirror.

After doing some body stretching, Keano came out of the bathroom with her sweet smile. She was greeted by Zia's cheerful smile and Airin's salting gaze on the bed.

"Are we sleeping on this bed three?" keano asked. Because Airin is still loyal to the position of the fall.

"Zia wouldn't let me move into the next room. Anyway the room hasn't been cleaned yet" Airin fought.

"Come, Dad. The bed still fits." Zia shifted her position to be closer to Airin, while patting the empty spot beside her.

Glug.

'Hopefully I can hold back, ' Keano hoped inwardly. Inadvertently saw the twin mountain of Airin that slightly poked from his unbuttoned clothes at the top.

"Good night, Mother, Father," said Zia turned to the two adults in turn.

"Good night, Zia" said the two. Airin gently dipped on Zia's forehead before securing her position again.

But Zia did not close her eyes. He cast a glance at Airin and Keano alternately as if waiting for something.

Airin and Keano exchanged glances, understanding what Zia wanted.

"Good night ... Honey," said Keano looking at Airin meaningfully. Making the blood flow in the woman he was staring at flowed more profusely than before.

Airin threw away the face of the monolid netra, hiding her cheeks that were met with red. "Good night."

Zia who was already sleepy from earlier immediately closed her eyes. It didn't take long for him to reach dreamland.

Every clanging of the clock sounds like an inner torment to Keano. The net cannot be closed at all. On a whim he glanced at Airin who had closed his eyes across there.

"I know you haven't slept yet" he said. Put your back on the head of the bed.

Airin opened her eyes while clucking. "Why are you late? No pity for Zia who is waiting for you this late?"

"sorry. I actually sat in the living room before Rain came home. I just need some time to calm the beating heart, because I was too excited on the first day with my daughter on this bed." Keano stroked slowly Zia's hair.

"Sorry to punch you in the face."

Keano smiled. "Do it if you want to. I won't avoid."

"I won't hold back."

"Are we getting closer to our dreams?" Keano looked up at the ceiling of the room.

Airin smiled bitterly.

"Like this one first. I have no serious intentions with you. My heart still doubts. If it wasn't for Zia, I would have kicked you out of here. Just don't take Zia from my side," she said.

"I will show you my seriousness. How can I separate a mother from her child. If I want her child, so does her mother. One package." Keano smirked while playing his brows.

"What about Celia?"

"I've taken care of it. Soon the facts will be revealed."

Airin frowned looking at the hard to interpret smile sculpted on the handsome face of the man.

"Umm, I'll move to the front sofa." Airin pulled out the blanket, one foot he had dropped on the floor.

"Let me just." Keano volunteered.

"I don't want to ruin a momentous father and son. This is your first experience, isn't it?"

"I don't want my son's mother to suffer from spinal pain from sleeping on the couch all night." Keano got up from the bed after landing a kiss on Zia's forehead which was sound asleep.

Seeing Keano's departure from the room, Airin felt a little relieved.

"Wait, Ke," stop it.

Keano turned around while raising his eyebrows.

Airin handed Keano a thick blanket and pillow. "Have a nice dream."

Keano smiled brightly in response to Airin's attention.

"I love you" she whispered in Airin's ear, taking a blanket and pillow from her hand. Then it breezed out accompanied by a mischievous smile engraved on his lips.

Airin's entire joint stiffened as whispers and the roar of warm breath struck his ears.

"Fuck," said Airin. Keano managed to tease him.

While in a room, a man who sleeps alone is suffering from acute insomnia due to prolonged overthinking. Imagining a man and woman who are not bound to a legitimate relationship is under one roof.

Anything can happen, right? Thought kalut.