Hati Airin Port

Chaptre 06. He is the Good One and He is the Bad One.

..."I miss the hot tea and soup you made in early December. So, can you go back and we do it again?"...

...From Julian Pranata to, Airin...

At night, rain also poured into the area of Tanah Abang and its surroundings. Especially the Auri housing complex located near Ruko Alfa no. 27 LOS F, Central Jakarta, Indonesia and Airin are among the residents of the house there.

The woman did not rent and thank God she bought a one-story house with a front yard that only fit one car. He chose the housing complex on the grounds, very close to the petokoan. Moreover, this place is only 7 kilometers from the boutique store.

In a house located right at the end of the complex, the atmosphere is still dark. Though the buildings on the left and front are already bright, because the lights have all been lit. Only one house is dark, but when lightning strikes the area will receive little light until the front yard is parked by the car, visible.

There is a car means in the dark house and it seems silent that there are residents and it turns out that the person who occupies the building is currently huddled in the room, smothering himself with a blanket, he said, and let all the lights go off.

There was no sound other than the clanking of an unpretentious clock with the whirling of rain and the sound of sobs coming out of the mouth, Airin.

The person on the bed was Airin. After the incident at Djurnal Coffee this afternoon, he immediately returned home. Leave the design of the unfinished clothes in the office. Instead of thinking about it, he was thinking about Julian's feelings.

Strange yes. He was so cool that he fought Julian so bravely. Even cooler, he ignored Julian this afternoon.

When Julian said, "my life is convoluted because of you", Airin almost cried. It is undeniable that he was the one who made Julian that way. Had he been firm and not accepted the match, he would probably never have known Julian and all of the man's bad behavior.

Maybe if she wasn't so pretentious as a strong woman, things wouldn't be this silent. He had no idea since when Julian had fallen for him. Though in undergoing marriage, there is no romantic word, romantic song, or even romantic behavior that men do other than, membubuan. So, can people fall in love because it often makes the woman a messenger boy?

More over here Airin's the dumbest. He is strange to be able to fall in love with Julian who clearly makes him a lackey and instead of a wife.

Indeed Julian considered him a lackey, considered him worthy of a maid, as well as junk. Airin doesn't fall in love because of it, but there's one trait that makes her plant the seed she likes, Julian.

Don't think that Airin is in love because of the pretentious acting that Julian does when dealing with his family, because that's not the nature that Airin means. However, the play that her ex-husband did was also one of the important points, which made Airin more in love.

Airin eased her sobs as she found a message coming into her ponsle lying on the bed next to her. The woman grabbed the flat object, opened it and she immediately entered the chat room number that was not stored in her cellphone contact.

"I miss your homemade tea, miss the warm soup you often make when it comes to December. So, gohome. I'm a bad guy, but a bunch of people, he can still change, right?"

After reading that, Airin immediately blocked the number. He exits the chat room and his two misty eyes find a row of messages from dozens of numbers that have been blocked and all of them belong to Julian. So, you can imagine how many times the man has changed the number.

Airin sighed. It turns out that this year has entered the beginning of December where only a few more weeks of the year will change. However, Airin was calm because of that. He likes December because in these months the Flamboyant flowers will bloom and he likes December because in every day the scent of Petrichor will swarm the earth.

Airin smiled knot. The sadness that had smothered him, somehow disappeared immediately when he found a short message from the bully.

"I'm sorry I'm still confused whether I want to go back or not. But, if you miss my tea and warm soup. I'll make it, because I also love the moment where I see you eating it voraciously after insulting it."

Airin smiled. He got up from the bed with a little bit of a buzz considering the events where, that time was right on the rainy night of December.

"Eh, Mum. You're home yet?" A little surprised, Airin said when he found Julian slightly soaked standing on the side of the dining table with a flat face.

Airin turned off the stove and immediately moved closer to her husband. Airin was about to shake his hand, but Julian threw his suit right into his wife's face.

"From the outside I called you dozens of times and what I got. You're cool here. A useless word is suitable for a wreck like you."

Julian went into the kitchen. He looked into the pot to scan what his wife was making, "Sup, what kind of junk food is this? Did you run out of money to buy a little evocative groceries?" Not satisfied with his sharp words earlier, Julian again insulted the food made by Airin. Though the man was very fond of soup, but if it was made from Airin's hands then what he liked immediately he hated.

Airin slightly put Julian's words into her heart, but she kept smiling. He walked over to her husband, pulled his arm muscles, and dragged him to sit on the table.

"I didn't know you hated soup, but my mama used to make this meal when it was nearing the rainy season. He said it could warm. So, I made it. We should taste it before insulting the cooking." Airin said at length.

Julian who heard that was silent. Even he did not utter stop words to stop Airin who was currently moving into the kitchen, to get him some soup.

"Eat and comment after I return from preparing you warm water."

It was an incident when Airin and Julian were just a few months married. For some reason remembering that, Airin chuckled. Though in a piece of memory there is nothing funny other than the reason Julian when, Airin found out that the soup was running out.

"Basic Jul-"

Airin shook her head and both corners of her lips lifted back up to make a knotty smile, "warm tea seems to be able to accompany me making her dress design. " Airin then went away from her dark room.

***

In the morning, Airin woke up to find someone knocking on his door. The woman was seen rising from her sleep sitting with her eye condition that was still half closed.

As if drawing makes, Airin knows no time and instead sleeps on his desk filled with dozens of wads of paper.

"Yes for a minute!" Airin screamed while yawning. He moved his body to the right and left to relieve the aching feeling in his back and some other joints.

Airin opened her eyes wide with tears that looked upset when she heard the knocking of the door was getting more brutal. He still woke up faceless hijab straight out of the room, leaving dozens of scattering paper trash and more.

"Who in the morning has ngusik peace of people." With a slightly grumbling tone, Airin festive handle of the entrance of his house. He turned the key and after it opened, the woman pulled the lawang inside.

"Hi, Good Morning." Airin opened her eyes perfectly, looking up at her face as soon as she found a man saying good morning with a bright face.

For a moment his brain stopped because somehow the man's face made his mind instantly empty, but his consciousness returned completely.

"Why are you surprised like that, Rin?" Raka flicked her finger, making Airin who was feeling instantly aware and immediately showed a bright smile.

"You're back?" airin asked in disbelief to Raka who had put both hands in her pants pocket. It's cool, but he's cool.

"If I haven't come back yet, how can I stand in front of you" Raka replied in style. Airin who heard that smiled even more and a second later she immediately hugged, Raka. Really, a very tight missed hug.

"I miss you" said Airin and Raka, who heard that, smiling. He moved back to the woman's embrace.

"I miss you more. A year did not see you make this kangen taste stored and now overflowed," said Raka with his usual style.

"Is it worth hugging like that in a public place?" the voice of a cynical man was heard from the house on the left, Airin.

Airin who heard the voice of course immediately broke her embrace and turned to the left. His face was again shocked when there, he saw Julian standing looking at the area of his house in casual clothes.

"I shouldn't have chosen this housing complex, if I knew my neighbor was as bad as you," Julian and the man still stared snidely at Airin and Raka.

"When did you move here?" airin asked in a slow tone.

Indeed first he was surprised by the arrival of Raka and then greeted by Julian who turned out to be his neighbor. Is that a coincidence?

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***

"Anyone who has been hurt dozens of times will return. I am also one of them. So, sorry for me without you is the calm for me, for now."

Airin for Julian