The After The Rain
From Kinara, To The Storm That Makes Her Mature

Kinara POVs

When Papa first reported that his company was bankrupt and we had to start everything from scratch, I felt the sky above my head as if it was collapsing. I thought my life would not go well because for almost twenty years, I lived in comfort thanks to the treasure that Papa had.

There were a lot of worries that plagued me at the time. About how I will continue college at a time when my family's economy can not be said enough. About my simple dream for a year-end holiday with two of my true loves that I was willing to die for for them. And there are many other things I worry about, I think about every night. 

Then when I began to accept the situation, and had tried to make peace with what God had destined, another storm came.

The lover I loved so much, the one whom I gave so much affection besides Papa and Mama, betrayed me. To make matters worse, he betrayed the only friend I had.

I'm upset. I'm disappointed. I cursed the way of life that God gave me, feeling that I was the single most miserable human being in the world. 

My anger was too great, to the point that I forgot so many good things that God had done before finally taking away two people who might not be worthy to continue in my life.

Until finally, God slapped me in his own way. 

The presence of a substitute figure, which is even thousands of times better than two people who have left.

He is Sekala Pranadipa, a man with a charming smile that, when viewed from the outside, looks so perfect.

I knew that when I decided to get into his life, and vice versa, we would find each other's wounds caused by people from the past.

And once again God shows how powerful He is by not distancing us when our bad side appears in each other's eyes. What is, our relationship is even strengthened, our sensitivity to each other's feelings is also increasingly sharpened. So that we can end up in the guarantee, become a couple even without the process of courtship. 

Funnier. In fact, it was totally inconceivable that I would end up marrying not Atha. Moreover, that person turned out to be a man who was much older, and our first meeting took place in a completely unexpected place. 

But thanks to it all, I have come to believe that God always has a way of bringing together two human children whom He has outlined to be partners. 

As if it was not enough to send only Sekala who is now my husband, God also presents other good people to me, he said, made me finally understand that God only wants to give the best for each of His people. 

The storm that was given to me was great, in my opinion. But the rainbow that followed was the most worthy of redemption, and it would not have been enough if I had just given thanks and glorified His name. 

So I was determined, to take good care of whatever God had given me up until now, and no longer try to condemn everything that happened because God hated it. 

And as for Atha as well as Dahayu, I have not heard from them at all since the last time Atha came to me in Orion in such a mess. I also had no intention of finding out, because in my opinion, staying away and living each other's lives was the best choice for the three of us.

For I would not laugh if their lives would suffer. Nor do they want to curse and say again that God is not fair, if it turns out their lives are both much better than before. 

He also said the same thing to me. Staying away from hurtful things is not a sin. It is also part of the healing process. And I am grateful I did that, because now I can firmly say that I have forgiven them.

From the bottom of my heart, I have forgiven all the wrongs that Atha and Dahayu have done. 

Because I want to live my life in peace, without grudges, without the ambition to destroy the lives of others. 

I want to live in peace with my little family, with a pair of twins who are now still snuggling comfortably in my stomach. 

"The food's ready, Bee." It was Sekala's voice. 

Ah ... My husband really likes to interrupt when I'm writing. He said, who knows by listening to his voice can make my inspiration increase. In fact, the sound always managed to make me forget everything.

Because now, he is the center of my world.

Overused? Haha .. I don't think so. If you meet him in person, I think you will understand why I fell in love with him.

"Bee?!"

"Yes, Honey!" i exclaimed. 

The laptop that I was originally using to type a new novel script, I just left it with the screen that is still on. Then I walked over to my beloved husband who seemed to be shaking his waist near the dining table. His lips are a little puffed up, very funny.

"You're bringing two more lives inside you, Bee, so don't eat late." He grumbles. Approaching me then immediately bent down in front of me to anchor a kiss on my distended stomach. 

"Only sweet potato balls are kissed? Her mother didn't?" tempt me. 

Usually, if I have started being naughty, Sekala will glare at me then land a soft flick on my wide forehead. I knew she was doing it out of misbehavior, so I often repeated my act of teasing her because I thought she looked adorable with a reddish hue on her cheek. 

"Eat first, I'll kiss later." My hands were pulled slowly, my back was held and I was led to sit in a chair that he had prepared well. 

In front of me, there was already a bowl of soup, rice and some other side dishes. Not to forget also he provided drinking water and fruits that had been cut into small pieces.

Since the first time I brought me to this house, Sekala did not let me do homework at all. Everything he handled, even though in fact he was a busy man who still had to wrestle outside the house to support his wife who was then unemployed. 

"This time it's gonna have to eat." Sekala said again after she sat beside me. 

I stared at Sekala for quite a while. Dive into his dark bead intently as the flashbacks of our trip back lay before his eyes. 

It felt like time was passing by, and I kind of disliked it. Because, I want to age with this man for a long time. So if I could, I would beg God to slow down time so that I could enjoy our moment by second togetherness. So that I could record a lot of memories to keep in my head, for a long time. 

"I know I'm handsome, Bee. But you won't be full just by thinking about me like that." 

In fact, that annoying sentence did not sound annoying at all because Sekala said it. I also had no power to sneer at him, let alone refute whatever he had said before. 

Because for me, more than handsome, Sekala actually looks beautiful.

"Bee?"

That one raised eyebrow already represented a confusion that Sekala had not spoken. And I replied with a smile that immediately made his eyebrows rise higher.

"I don't know what my life would be like if marrying her wasn't like you" I said, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart. "So, thank you, yeah."

Oh, look at that red thing that's starting to show up. O Lord .. Why did You create this funny man in the world? And just one?

"You're writing a romance novel, aren't you?"

"Hmm?"

"Kok suddenly sweet gini?"

"Can't you?"

"Yes .. it's weird."

"Nobody like it?"

"Like!" "Likes, Bee. You talk about gini every day. Uh, not every day anyway, I will continue to misbehave. A week, ah, once a month is enough."

Hahaha Sekala is very funny, Lord .. fortunately he is my husband. No wonder if she was someone else's husband, I would definitely spend the rest of my life cultivating envy.

"Okay, from now on, I'll show you more love. Don't fall in love alone."

"I never felt that way" after saying that, my hand was grabbed and rubbed slowly. Our gazes were transfixed, chasing each other further into each other.

"I know you're dead love with me, Bee. You see I've given you two yam balls that will soon hatch."

Hearing him say the word hatched made me laugh so badly. This is the other side that maybe not everyone knows. This man is actually humorous, it's just that the jokes he throws are sometimes too high level so that only a few people can catch him.

"Yes, thank you for giving me these cute yam balls." I said while rubbing my own distended stomach. 

"Thank you too, because you want to carry these yam balls in your stomach. It must be heavy, huh?"

"Not heavy, really. They're good boys, exactly his father, so I don't have any trouble."

"Bee, man,"

"Hmm?"

"You know right, how much I love you?"

"Yes," I said.

Then the word felt useless again when Sekala's face was suddenly in front of me, and without cue, my lips were slowly scooped up.

I closed my eyes, then put my arm around his neck when Sekala's thick lips started moving on my lips.

A gentle person, even in the way of kissing. He never forced anything on me. In fact, I still remember how patiently she waited until I was ready to be touched, which was only the second week since our marriage.

What else would I complain to God if the gift He gave was this great?

The storm that hit me in the last days is no longer painful. Because now I have the antidote. I have Sekala, who will gladly be the cure for all the pain I suffer.

"I love you so much, I might be devastated if I had to lose you." Whisper Sekala after releasing our link.

"And so do I," I whispered back. Then, I give a kiss on the nose of his nose that is similar to a slide.

He chuckles. Maybe I started to wonder because I so often landed a kiss on her nose, instead of the rest of her body.

When our lips began to merge again, I knew the food on the table had to wait a little longer for me and Sekala jamah to finally be able to.

And when my body, which had increased in weight, was lifted by Sekala, and the man began to lead me to the room, I knew our dinner this time might be a little bit later than it should have been.

Before I completely lose control of myself, as Sekala begins to touch more of my other body parts, I just want to tell you one thing.

That every human being who lives in this world, has its own body. Where we will never know how powerful the storm of others is because we are not really in his position.

However, whatever the shape and how terrible it is, a storm is still a storm. It will sweep, sweep, destroy what it has been through mercilessly.

And we also need to remember that the storm will not last forever. When he stopped, God promised him a rainbow. So patience. Face the storm with an airy heart, and an unbroken prayer. Believe that God has prepared the best way of life for each of His people.

For those of you who are struggling against the storm, may the storm pass quickly and you may soon meet the rainbow that God promised.

So many of me, Kinara Adorelia, to you, to the storm that made me an adult.

......-Finished-......

Yes, Wak. The story is over. Stay up, Wak. Take care of your health and don't forget to be happy!

greetings, Rain.