The After The Rain
How's How?

After delivering Astari until the woman got into the online taxi booked, Kinara returned home with a feeling that was still not crowded. His guilt to Sekala even more so, gnawing his head to make him dizzy instead of clumsy.

Now Friday, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow there are no classes, Orion is also closed on Saturdays and Sundays. Normally, Kinara would make use of her Friday evenings by staying up late on errands, so that she could relax on her two days off.

But tonight, let alone the task, think properly he is incapable. All that is in his head is regret and guilt so great against Sekala. He was also busy thinking about how to properly apologize to the man for his insolence.

On top of the bed, Kinara sat leaning back while looking at her phone screen that went out. He is considering apologizing to Sekala via a short message, or over the phone if his guts can be gathered more.

However, it had been nearly fifteen minutes that he had gathered his intention and courage, it was still unworkable.

There are many considerations he has to think about. He began to feel that apologizing over the phone was not polite, and he should have apologized to the man directly.

But the thing is, he had to wait two days to do it, and it was too long. There he will not be able to enjoy his day off calmly.

"Did I chat Mas Kala aja, yes, meet tomorrow?" muttered.

He had already unlocked the lock screen on his phone, thought again for a while before opening the WhatsApp application and headed straight to the chat room between himself and Sekala.

There, Kinara began typing some words, which he eventually deleted again to replace with another arrangement of words. He did that many times, until he finally decided not to write at all. Especially when he saw there was no sign online under the name of the contact belonging to the man who he named Mas Kala with one smile emoticon behind him.

Of course Sekala will not be online at this time. It was now almost half two in the morning, and according to his analysis, a man like Sekala would definitely not waste sleep the way he did now.

A violent gust of breath ended Kinara's journey in gathering intent. Finally, he exited the chat room and put the phone back on the nightstand.

Instead of going to bed to think more clearly about making other plans tomorrow, Kinara got off the bed, walked to the study table and sat in the chair doing nothing for a few minutes.

Then, after puffing away, he turned on the laptop. The goal is now just one, peek at @dyellow's Instagram account to see if there are any new posts there. Who knows, after seeing the post, he will get a better idea to apologize to Sekala.

"OK, let's see, whether @dyellow posts can make your brain run better," he murmured to himself.

After the laptop turned on, Kinara immediately opened her Instagram account. Now there is no need to log in anymore, so he immediately gas towards the account @dyellow.

However, he immediately let out a disappointed moan when he found no new uploads there. The last photo uploaded was of the Flamboyant tree in front of Orion. And when he checked if there was a reply to the message he last sent to @dyellow a few weeks ago, he was also disappointed that there was no reply there.

@dyellow is like disappearing into the earth, when he is in desperate need of his uploads that calm the heart.

"Where's this? How do you apologize to Mas Kala?"

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It had been almost half two in the morning, but Sekala still could not close her eyes even though she had been lying on the bed since an hour and a half ago. His mind floated in the air, and in the end it only boils down to one thing that had lately been reluctant to leave his head.

Kinara's. The chatty girl had unexpectedly truly seized a lot of places in her heart and head. In fact, come to think of it, there was nothing so special about a twenty-year-old girl he had met accidentally on a pedestrian bridge back then.

Kinara is beautiful, but not the typical beauty that will make people instantly fall in love at first sight. It took a lot of time and effort to finally be able to find the attractive side of the girl. But once he realized, once someone fell on him, that person would find it difficult to find a way out.

Like her now.

His feelings are still not confused because of the work of Kinara who constantly betrothed himself to Astari. Yes, I know he can't blame anyone. Kinara was not mistaken to have misunderstood Astari's attitude. Astari was also not wrong for seeing him as someone who was missed. She herself was also not mistaken for the feelings she had for Kinara.

Finally, as his head grew noisier, Sekala rose from her sleep. He sat on the bed for quite a long time, only to end up exhaling loudly as if his life burden was so heavy.

In fact, compared to his previous life problems, the problem with Kinara was clearly nothing. But since Kinara had become a reason for him to continue living a life that was no longer interesting to live, then the existence of the girl herself was clearly becoming several times more important now.

"Conscious, All-knowing, conscious." A few claps of Sekala put it on her own cheeks. Trying to bring his consciousness back so that he can think more logically and not prioritize his feelings that thrashed to be shouted.

"It should remain normal to Kin. Don't look upset, don't look angry. Just normal, Sekala, just normal." His advice to himself.

"There will be a way to make Kin understand Astari's true feelings. Patience, everything needs time and a mature plan, so you do not make Kin feel uncomfortable and eventually your relationship stretched."

Ever since, Sekala has always been alone. He never had a place to complain about all the anxiety he had. So when his head is noisier, he will take himself to speak. It was as if he had two, and one side of him the other could be a good listener.

"But can't wait, Sekala. The sooner it's straightened out, the better, right?" he denied, after thinking for quite a while on the advice he had made himself before.

"Yes, the sooner you play the better. But, how do you explain to the boy so he understands?"

There is still a lot of dialogue following after that. Lasted all night without a definite result. Luckily he was living alone, so no one would catch him wet talking alone. Because if anyone had seen, he would have been thought to be crazy.

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