
True Danu said, when the clock back from school Arkan arrived rain also began to fall to this earth.
Arkan and some of his friends stood at the edge of the classroom, looking at the rushing water falling and thinking about how to get to the bus stop so as not to get too wet.
No one carries an umbrella let alone a raincoat.
"Let's just rain, run fast" said one of Arkan's friends.
But hearing of the idea Arkan did not immediately agree. His school uniform is only 1, if it gets wet tomorrow what should he wear?
Not to mention if he was sick, it would definitely cost a lot of money to seek treatment.
"You guys go first, I'll wait a minute. Maybe soon the rain will subside" Arkan replied.
All his friends nodded. And seeing one by one his friends leave, Arkan still faithfully stood on the edge of the classroom.
30 Minutes passed and the rain had not subsided, even more intense.
Meanwhile at home, Elma waited anxiously. It should be at this hour that the child has gone home.
"Geez, Arkan must have been caught in the rain" muttered Elma, repeatedly looking out through the glass window, but the child was not even seen the trunk of her nose.
Confused as to how Elma finally decided to contact her father, her grandfather Arkan.
On the first call, the phone got an answer.
"What's El?" ask the father on the other end, Herman his name.
"Opa, Arkan hasn't come home yet, he must have been caught in the rain at school" Elma explained hurriedly, calling Herman Opa, following how Arkan should call his grandfather.
"Alright, Opa will pick up Arkan. But let him come back here."
Elma could only say yes, not daring to argue. The father had an old car, but fortunately it was still usable.
The call was interrupted and Elma let out her breath of relief, also feeling her unsettled heart.
He knew that his father deliberately kept Arkan in his house so that he could end up. Then when Elma was there, her father and mother would ask the continuity of her household with Danu.
Elma rubbed her face rough, then sat herself on top of the living room chair.
Elma again drew and took a rough breath, trying to remove the weight on the heavy heart.
Although it feels like this pain will not be exhausted.
He then got up, went into Arkan's room and took the child's change of clothes. Elma also brought a jacket.
He went to the kitchen to get an umbrella. He will go to his parents' house.
Take the bus a few minutes and then arrive at the last stop, from there Elma walks into the alley. One hand held the umbrella and the other held a medium-sized bag containing the child's clothes.
The heavy rain made Elma's trousers wet, afraid that the bag was hit by rain water and finally Elma held it in front.
When he arrived at Herman's house, Elma saw his father's car parked on the porch of the house. The car was also wet.
Seeing that Elma was a little relieved, Arkan must have been here as well.
Elma knocked on the door and was soon opened by her mother, Lusi.
"Mom."
"Hurry in" said Lusi, he immediately pulled Elma and closed the door.
"Where are you?"
"He's in his room."
"I brought Arkan a change of clothes, I gave him this first."
"Yes, then change your pants too. Just wear Oma's clothes."
Elma nodded.
He immediately came to Arkan's room in this house, a room whose door was not tightly closed. Elma wanted to knock on the door of the room, but was distracted when she saw the dreamy Arkan, staring at a photo on her study table.
Family photos of her graduating from elementary school.
"Arkan," called Elma and immediately broke the child's daydream. Arkan still wears school clothes.
"Ma."
"What do you see?"
"Here, when I graduate, can we also make family photos?"