After the Rain

After the Rain
Letting Go of Longing



The time off is over. Yandri returned to his workplace to carry out his duties. The plan, he will return to the dormitory using his two-wheeled vehicle. Although feeling anxious. However, Daniar could not prevent Yandri's desire to bring his own vehicle. Her husband said to be even more economical.


Now, both Yandri and Daniar, they are getting used to the long distance relationship they have to live. In fact, like ABG children who are in love, not infrequently they send photos to each other to give news. Yeah, just letting go of the longing.


Day after day goes on. Without feeling, the relaxation time began again. Yandri deliberately took the schedule of the last Friday in order to spend time on Sunday with his son and wife.


"What time's it from there, Dad?" daniar asked as Yandri sent his return message.


"After he finished teaching Bun. Maybe three o'clock in the afternoon" Yandri replied via chat.


"alright. Be careful on the road, Dad. If sleepy, pull over first .. do not be forced," Daniar message through his chat reply.


"Alright, Mrs Boss," Yandri concluded in his message.


Daniar closes the phone screen. He refocused on the tasks given by the principal. Since moving to work at Primary School, Daniar's teaching schedule has been congested. Having an English education background, in addition to being a classroom teacher, Daniar is also trusted to hold an English maple at his new school.


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At 11 p.m., Yandri arrived home. Daniar who was deliberately waiting for the arrival of her husband, immediately opened the garage door of the house.


Yandri parked his bike. A second later he opened his helmet and gloves.


"How are you, Bun?" sapa Yandri as she kissed Daniar's forehead.


"Alhamdulillah, well Well," Daniar replied while kissing the back of her husband's hand.


"Thank God. The stars are asleep?" ask Yandri again.


"Already, Dad. He was waiting for Dad, because he wanted to wait for his order too. However, because Father came home at night, Mother Kelonin just so she sleep," reported Daniar.


Yandri. "Yes, Bun. I had a lot of rest on the road. Sleepy, so yes it is better to rest first than to be forced to walk," replied Yandri.


"It's mandatory," Daniar said. "Yes, come in yuk!" bring again.


Yandri hung his helmet and gloves. After that, he followed Daniar into the house.


In-house. Yandri took off her shoes and immediately entered the bathroom to clean up. Once it was clean enough, she then came out of the bathroom and went to the room to change her clothes. Finished changing clothes, Yandri approached his mother-in-law who was watching a soap opera in the family room.


"How are you, Mom!" yandri SAPA.


Ms. Salma who was watching the soap opera, immediately turned her head and smiled when she saw her daughter-in-law coming over.


"Thank God, I'm healthy, son. You alone?" ask Miss Salma.


"Alhamdulillah, Yandri is also healthy, ma'am. Why haven't you slept?" yandri asked who glanced at the wall clock. It's 23:11 but her mother-in-law is still faithful in front of the screen.


"So I'm actually asleep, son. Continue to wake up because Isha has not prayed. Yes, I can't sleep anymore" replied Ms. Salma.


Yandri smiled at Miss Salma's reply. Suddenly Daniar approached them with a glass of warm water for her husband.


"Have you eaten, Dad?" asked Daniar while offering the glass to the husband.


"Alhamdulillah, already Bun. Dad stopped by at the rice shop first" replied Yandri.


"Yes, you rest, Yan. Must be tired after the trip," orders Miss Salma.


"Yes, Mom. Then, if you'll excuse me to go to the room first, ma'am," said Yandri to his mother-in-law.


Ms. Salma nodded. After Yandri left Daniar approached his mother.


"It's late, Mom. I'd better get some sleep, too" Daniar said.


"Yes, soon Brother. If you want to rest, just rest. Tuh, kelonin your husband. Hehehe,..." Ms. Salma teased her daughter.


"What the heck is Mom" whined Daniar with a face that began to blush in embarrassment.


Ms. Salma just laughed at the look on her daughter's face that was like a ripe tomato.


"Hahaha, it's already there!" throw out Miss Salma, shaking her hand.


Arriving in front of the room, Daniar saw that the room lights had gone out. That means, Yandri has fallen asleep. Hmm, maybe kang Yandri soy sauce, Daniar thought. He opened the door and entered it.


In the room, Daniar saw Yandri was asleep. Although a little disappointed, but Daniar tried to understand the fatigue of Yandri. She then performed the ritual before going to bed, until finally laying down beside her husband. However, who would have thought Yandri directly pounced on him once Daniar slept on his back.


Without giving it a chance, the tall man floated a kiss and touch that made Daniar goosebumps all over.


"A-dad .. ish," hissed Daniar who was unable to resist his desire.


"I miss you so much, my beloved," whispered Yandri in his wife's ear.


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As I had planned a month ago. Today Yandri invites his son and wife to go visit his beloved mother. Yandri deliberately took Saturday, because on Sunday he planned to invite the Star to swim. Daniar was forced not to go to school to accompany Yandri release the longing for his mother.


"We bought a parcel for mom, Dad," Daniar said on the way.


"Yes, Bun. Buy fruits only, mothers most like to eat fruit," replied Yandri.


"Yes, later we stop by the fruit shop," continued Daniar.


The longing that rose in his chest, made Yandri continue to smile while riding a motorcycle. Everything he had prepared. Yandri had already set aside half of his salary for his beloved mother. Although for that, Yandri had to cut the kitchen money without the knowledge of his wife. However, Yandri promised to exceed in the next month.


Forgive me, Bun, Inner Yandri, looked at his wife from the rearview mirror.


Daniar who does not know anything, only smile when their eyes meet through the rearview mirror.


"That's a fruit shop, Dad!" Show Daniar.


Yandri slowed down the speed of his motor. He then stopped in front of the fruit stall. Daniar and Star down from the bike. They approached the fruit stall to ask for a fruit parcel to be made which he would carry as a hand for the in-laws.


Hmm, mom would be happy to meet her son. For 4 months they had never met. I could not imagine the haru between the mother and the child, the inner Daniar stared at her husband who was waiting on the motorbike.


"This is the parcel of the fruit to be given a greeting card, ma'am?" ask the fruit dealer.


Daniar was stunned, he then stared at the half-finished parcel. "Yes, Mas. Please just write it down, for the great woman I've always missed" Daniar said.


The parcel seller followed Daniar's orders. Then, deftly he returned to finish his work. Until ten minutes later, even a very beautiful fruit parcel was ready to be brought by its master.


"So how much, Mas?" ask Daniar.


"300 thousand, ma'am," replied the fruit seller.


Daniar reached into his wallet from inside the bag. He then paid the parcel according to the price mentioned. A second later, Daniar took the parcel and went back to her husband's motorcycle.


"Why did you make a fruit parcel for grandma?" ask the Star on the way home to approach the parked motorbike.


"Let your grandmother be happy, Bin," replied Daniar.


"Hmm, Bibin isn't sure, Bun," replied the Star, flat.


Daniar stopped his steps. He was amazed to hear his daughter's words.


"Cock Bibin said that? Reluctant good, ah," reprimanded daniar.


"Mother see how Grandma reacts. Same, Bun. Everything will never be valuable in the eyes of grandma," continued Bintang as it passed leaving his mother.


Ish, why are you Dek? Is there anything that makes you hurt that talks like that about your grandmother? batin Daniar while looking at the back of his son who was getting away.


"Bun, come!" yandri shouted while waving his hand.


Ah, nevermind! Maybe the stars are just talking. Talk to little kids, they like to change.


Back Daniar monologue. He tried to shake off his bad feeling.


Daniar realized, he should not be prejudiced until it will ruin the moment of longing between mother and child.