The After The Rain
The Late Night Call

Half-eleven nights, Kinara was already preparing to go to sleep and was about to turn off the lights when her phone rang loudly.

Kinara grabbed the phone on the nightstand to check who was calling her this late. And his forehead was made to wrinkle when he found the name Atha plastered there. He was astonished, especially when he discovered that the young man was now calling him via a video call.

Although astonished, Kinara still shifted the green log to make the phone connected.

In less than a second, Atha's face was already plastered for real on the screen. From the visible background, the young man was in his room, precisely on a mattress with super duper lighting bright for the size of people who were preparing to sleep.

"Hello, baby!" sapa Atha girang's. The young man even waved his hand.

"Hello too," Kinara replied to Atha's hand. "What's the night-night phone? Tumben?" tanyanya while leaning her back on the headboard of the bed and pull the blanket up to the waist.

"Your parents." Atha said while cengengesan. He initially sat leaning back like Kinara, but then he changed his position to the stomach by overlapping a roll that he hugged tightly using one hand.

Kinara simply smiled in response to Atha's words. If you are in clingy mode like this, it means that Atha is missing her mother. If they were close together, Kinara would usually hug the young man tightly while rubbing his head gently. But since they were far apart, Kinara only offered an ear to hear his complaints.

"You're going to sleep, aren't you?" ask Atha.

Kinara. "But it's okay, I'll keep you until you're sleepy." He said before Atha's thick lips frowned.

"Not anything?"

"Yes, it's okay. Kan, I love you."

After saying that, Kinara giggled amusedly. It was a bit strange to hear himself say that to Atha. Maybe because the love language he has is more towards quality time and act of service, so he is also not too accustomed to expressing his feelings through words.

"By the way he giggles, it's not serious." Said Atha, pretending to sulk. In fact, though, he was holding back from being saltoed in front of Kinara so happy he was because finally his beloved girlfriend who was so hard to say dear was finally willing to open her mouth to talk about something that had long wanted him hear.

"Let's look serious, what should I do?" asked Kinara with a smile that began to be etched.

"It should end with a sweet smile and loving eyes. That you said it was like kayakin again son of Kindergarten to stop crying because the game was taken the same as the tiniest."

Kinara. Then he tried to practice what Atha had taught him.

"I love you, Atharya Danapati is the most handsome of the Neo City University Techniques." He said, in a soft voice, laced with a sweet smile and a fixed, shady gaze locked onto Atha's brightly glowing bead of eyes.

There was no gibberish at the end of the sentence. Even though in truth, he still felt a bit strange to say such things. He tried to treat Atha according to what the man needed. In accordance with the love language that the man has. For these three years, Atha has done much for her.

No, this is not a form of return. But more to the application of the rule of give and take which indirectly has become the basic rule in dealing with fellow humans. Be it in friendship, romance, or to fellow family members.

"This is called serious." Atha smiled with satisfaction. Kinara smiled as well. Because, lately, she discovered that nothing could touch her feelings more than seeing those around her smile.

Ever since their economic life changed and Kinara began to accept the situation, she began to realize that her happiness came from things that were much simpler than before. So, Kinara wanted to enjoy it. He wants to enjoy every beautiful moment that God still allows to happen in his life.

"Nara,"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

Kinara smiled again. Lately, she has also found Atha more vocal in expressing her feelings. The young man so often said I love you even at times he never expected. At the end of each conversation they had on the phone, at the end of the sentence in the message he sent, even in the middle of the conversation that was still going on as it is now.

"And you know the answer will never change. I love you too, Atha."

He doesn't know what to say to them tomorrow. It could be the happiness that multiplied, or even the destruction that came at all they did not want.

"Ra," call him again.

Kinara only cleared his throat, but his gaze was clearly not spared in the slightest from Atha.

"Tomorrow I'll pick you up, okay? We're going to college together." Bring along.

The call was well received by Kinara. The girl immediately nodded her head, without even needing to think two or three times. In fact, he might not think at all before nodding his head. It was as if the answer was already available in his brain and his body just had to execute what his brain had ordered.

"What time is your first class?"

"Hour ten. You?"

"I'm half eleven. Then I'll pick you up at seven, okay?"

Kinara's eyebrows go up next door. "Cock at seven? Later we dong in the campus."

"We're not going straight to college."

"Continue?" tanya Kinara was getting confused.

"Temenin me to Mother's house first. I wanted to go there from yesterday, but I didn't want to go there alone."

When starting to talk about her mother, Atha's gaze will always turn more sad. The smile engraved on his lips would also instantly change meaning. And as a good lover, Kinara will always respond quickly.

So, without needing to think any longer, he nodded his head again.

"Sunflowers?" tanyanya.

Across the street, Atha nodded with a smile. "Yes, sunflower. We'll take two, yeah. One of you, one of me."

"Yes, we'll bring two."

"Thank you, Nara." Atha spoke softly with a super soft tone.

"My pleasure, dear." Kinara replied in a voice that was no less gentle.

Kinara would never know, that what she was doing now had managed to make Atha fall in love with her many times more powerful than before.

"Yes, I hung up, yeah. Good night, Atha's Kinara."

"Good night, Kinara's Atha. Don't have good dreams, get enough good sleep because tomorrow you want to see Mother."

Atha nodded her head, giving her a flying kiss before hanging up her phone.

After the phone screen went back dim, Kinara immediately put the object back on the nightstand then turned off the lights and began to lie down.

Before closing his eyes, he did not forget to read the prayer before going to bed, and also slipped a good prayer for Atha as the man he loved the most after Papa. Kinara hoped that the young man's life would go well. Keep going well, even if one day, the young man will not end up with her.

Seriate