The After The Rain
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At ten o'clock, the cafe's closed. Four Sekala employees who are women have been ordered to go home first because it will be difficult to find a vehicle if it is a few minutes late. Two male employees were still at the cafe to help him clean up.

Kinara, not among the four female employees who had been told to go home, was determined to stay and help clear the tables and chairs. Though Sekala had nagged and told him to come home, but the girl reasoned she brought her own car so there was no need to go home early.

Basically Sekala was lazy to argue, so she just let Kinara stay with the note the girl would not do a heavy job during the process of cleaning the cafe.

"You should come home, Nara. Here the street nights are a bit more prone." Bisik Dimas, one of two male employees who is now swinging a broom onto a dusty floor.

"I want to help you clean up, Mas Dimas. Let me know how to close the cafe." Kinara the ngeyel.

"Where are you going? Let me same Dimas iring from the back later riding the bike. Horrified that it's still nearby," Jeremy, another male employee, who was busy wiping the counter table, followed.

"I'm heading west, Mas Jer." Kinara himself was busy refilling the tissue on each table and making sure that there were no more food or drink stains attached to the tables.

"Well, we'll escort you from behind." Jeremy, it's final on his decision to follow Kinara even though he and Dimas actually went east.

"Kinara let me take care, you guys just go home."

The three compactly turned their heads and practically quit their respective activities as Sekala emerged from the staff room well, carrying four bottles of mineral water and a few packets of snacks. The luggage was placed on a counter table, then he coded three of his employees to get closer to him.

Jeremy who was closest to the counter just shifted his body just a little to get to the side of Sekala. While Dimas and Kinara need more effort to approach the young man.

"Now, drink first, then go straight home." He handed bottles of mineral water to them one by one. Especially owned by Kinara, he thrust after opening the lid, making Dimas and Jeremy look at each other and both put on a smile.

"Thank you, Mas Kala." Say Kinara before chugging water from the bottle.

Just replied with a smile that was too sweet, which again managed to make Dimas and Jeremy smile.

It's only natural that they are like that. Because Sekala is actually not a typical person who smiles often. As they know also rarely interact with female employees, in fact you could say the young man was impressed to keep a distance with all the female employees who work here, both full time and part time.

But with Kinara, Sekala seemed to have made an exception.

"A lot of gasoline still?" ask Sekala, to Jeremy who stands closest to him.

"It's still half full, Mom."

Without saying anything, Sekala reached into her pants pocket and pulled out her purse. From inside the wallet, Sekala pulled out two hundred thousand pieces of money and gave them to Jeremy.

"Mostly, Mas. One hundred is enough" Jeremy received one of the two leaves that Sekala gave him, and returned another.

But of course Sekala did not accept what he had taken out of the wallet to get back in there. So, Sekala held out a piece that Jeremy returned to Dimas.

"Make a cost-paying nambahin" he said.

Dimas looks to glance at Jeremy for a while, before finally receiving the money because he knows Sekala does not like rejection.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Together,"

Then, Sekala turned his attention to Kinara who had just been silent. The nosy girl seemed to focus on paying attention to the interaction between herself and her two employees, as if the three of them were acting on a stage and Kinara was an exclusive guest invitation provided a special chair to watch.

"Get your things, I'll drive you home."

Kinara stared at Sekala for a bit, then placed her bottle of mineral water on the counter table and immediately ran towards the back of the counter to pick up her bag and cell phone. After being able to, he returned to the presence of Sekala and two of his employee friends.

"You're done too, we're on our way forward." Sekala's orders to Dimas and Jeremy, which were immediately obeyed by the two young men.

A while later, when the three of them had both finished cleaning up the items, Sekala led them to walk out of the cafe.

Just opened the door for his three employees, let them out first and he came out last and turned off some lights and locked the door.

"We're going home, Mom." Pamit Jeremy, Sekala nodded and let the young man pass with Dimas.

After the two of them were alone with riding his motorcycle, there lived Kinara and Sekala who stood side by side next to Kinara's car.

As reflexes inched closer to Kinara and stood in front of the little girl's body, trying to protect her from anyone who was walking towards them right now.

A middle-aged man walked over, his countenance looking solemn and Sekala could catch that the man's gaze was clearly fixed towards Kinara whom he was now hiding behind his body.

"What do you need, sir?" he asked as the middle-aged man paused a few steps in front of him.

The man raised his gaze so that their gazes met. Then shortly after, the man again lowered his gaze and tried to steal a glance towards Kinara.

Seeing that, Sekala took the initiative to further hide Kinara's body behind his large body.

"Sorry, sir, how can I help you?" reworked.

The man raised his gaze again, then smiled faintly before replying. "I'd like to pick up my daughter, Mas."

"Princess Father? Who?" ask Sekala confused.

"Tuh, the other Mas umpetin behind Mas's body. That's my daughter." Said the man while pointing towards Kinara.

Sekala who did not know whether the man before her was actually her father Kinara or not turned to confirm this to Kinara.

"Is it really your father?" tanyakanya.

Kinara peeked for a while from behind her body, then looked back at her and nodded.

"If from his rather strange movements, yes, yes. He's my father, my mother."

Sekala almost snapped Kinara's head because the girl described her father's figure in an abnormal way, but she paled and instead moved her hand to bring Kinara to stand on equal footing with her.

"Don't you see wrong? Is this really his daughter?" ask Sekala, pointing at Kinara using her long finger.

"If it's from his broken face, really. She's my daughter, Mas."

Father and son are the same. Sekala Inner.

"Did you really want to get Nara?" ask Kinara, and Papa nodded.

"Well? Kan, Nara take the car."

"It's past your curfew, and by agreement, if it's past curfew, Papa should pick it up."

"But, right, Nara's working, not playing." Kinara frowned, but Papa looked unconcerned. The man still reached out, asking Kinara for the car keys.

Having no other choice, Kinara immediately handed over her car keys to Papa and the man immediately sped away to the car after receiving it.

"Papa you're funny" said Sekala before Kinara's car was pulled out of the parking lot.

"More to weird, anyway, Mas." Sahut Kinara's.

Then, when the car was ready and Papa lowered the glass, Kinara immediately said goodbye to Sekala.

"I'll go home first, yeah, Mom."

"Be careful."

"Yes." Yeah."

Kinara immediately walked over to Papa and got into the car. Before the car drove, Papa had waved at Sekala, who was strangely replied by the young man, as if they were old friends and this parting procession was common.

After Kinara's car disappeared from sight, Sekala chuckled. His inner, worthy of Kinara's delight, apparently declined from his father.

Then not long after that, Sekala walked to his car with a feeling that was much lighter than the previous days.

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