Just One Feeling's

Hot Rain

Heavy rain was pouring around the city. Make anyone residents, choose to stay at home alone. Sipping a cup of tea accompanied by warm fried. Mutual chatting with the accompaniment of natural music from the gurgling rain.

Butno. Only a few people can relax in this kind of work hours. And some others, just maybe, regret the rain that fell improperly for some reason.

Same with Ziban. Since then, he snorted angrily staring at the atmosphere around him. He looked at his watch again, and again. The clock shows at 15.15 WIB. Long traffic jams have been a shitty sighting for a long time. Only two wheels could slowly pass through the traffic jam. While the four wheels or so, could only accept their fate.

But not with Ziban. He contacted one of his secretaries. Selene. He told him to send help for himself who was stuck in a long traffic jam. Selena assented. Ziban did contact Selena on purpose, because she knew Secretary Chan was busy doing other things in the office.

Although he has not yet come, Ziban is very confident that his help will come soon. Maybe with a little more patience.

"Unusually, I'm stuck in traffic like this!"

Is correct. It's not usually Ziban stuck in traffic. But he also tried to calm himself. By looking at the screen of his phone. With a wedding photo wallpaper of himself and Andin. Just a few hours ago, he replaced it. He smiled at the faces of the two happy people.

He was really impatient to get home to see his wife. After this afternoon, he decided to immediately return to the office, to finish all his affairs quickly. That he did, so that there was no burden in him.

And all his business is done. Only, he cursed, traffic jams and heavy rain that flushed the city. Sure oes. He was upset because of heavy rain and traffic jams, preventing him from returning home immediately.

Suddenly, there was a car windshield that was knocked hard from the left side. The motorcyclist who knocks. Ziban was close, wanting to vent his anger over the irreverence. But, he broke. After realizing, that it was Selena, and one of the security guards in her office. The two of them, unscrew their helmet. They wear rain coats and helmets. Of course, Ziban almost had a hard time recognizing him.

He was surprised to see Selena, who was in front. His guards are behind him.

Selena can ride a motor sport like that?

Not yet finished Ziban thought, again, the knock was heard many times. Ziban finally realized. He opened his car glass in half. To minimize the rain that will enter the car.

Selena smiled at him. In a wet face splashed with heavy rain water. I don't know what's on his mind. Ziban did not bother with that smile for him.

"This is young master..."

A slightly high sound, to compensate for the heavy rain. The security guard thrust another rain coat that since then, he avoided the rush of rain. Rain coat, which is still folded neatly. The rain coat is prepared.

Ziban grabbed it. Without wondering anything about the two of them. He realized, in his mind, just getting home. And meet his wife.

After putting on his rain coat, Ziban opened the car door. And let the security guard get in his car first. After wearing the helmet given by his security guard, he immediately wore it. And without lingering, he got straight out of the car.

Some time, Ziban who will be joined by Selena also, had hesitated. He thought, he will drive the bike. However, Selena convinces Ziban that she can.

The motor starts to move through the traffic slowly. Leaving his security guard who had replaced him in the car in a traffic jam.

......................

Elsewhere, in the main room of the house. Looks Andin who has been pacing since. While putting his phone on his chest. For some reason, he felt anxiety as well as an unusual fear.

Saw a missed call a few hours ago on his phone screen. From husband. Yes, from Ziban.

Andin only realized a moment ago, that his phone was running out of power. She immediately charged up and learned that the call from her husband had gone unanswered.

"Where is he now..."

Something that made her anxious and afraid, was not because she who did not answer the call from her husband on her mobile phone went unanswered. Rather, because Ziban did not answer his call many times. Ziban's cell phone is active and can be contacted.

Plus, with Secretary Chan. He contacted Secretary Chan's two cellphones at once. One personal cell phone, and another. His personal phone is busy. The other one, however, was not answered. Although connected.

Suddenly, the main door opened. Andin was relieved to see Ziban who had opened the door. He began to move his feet toward Ziban.

"Mas, where are you from..."

Glug. He stopped his own words.

"So, Ziban was stuck in traffic. Uh, young master means. I picked her up on a motorcycle." (sellena said)

Andin smiled in response to Selena's words. He then really approached Ziban until the distance was created only a little.

"Are you wearing a helmet, right? Your face is wet with rain water."

Slowly, Andin began to wipe the handsome face with the tip of his veil. Ziban took a serious look at his wife, who was shorter than him.

"I deliberately washed my face with rain water."

Andin stared fixedly at Ziban.

"Why?"

"Because I know, my wife is..."

"It's gonna be this kind of attention."

Said Ziban in a ignorant tone. While practicing how Andin had wiped his face using the tip of his hood. But it makes Andin's veil completely detached. That is what Ziban intended.

"It sucks!"

Peek Andin while pushing Ziban's body as hard as possible. After feeling Andin was really giving a hard push to him, Ziban gave a three-way standby to Andin. And that, put Andin at risk. He also ran to avoid. Ziban kept chasing him.

Selena has been paying attention since then until now. Seeing that couple. Husband chasing, wife running. Joking jokes let out laughter. It was like forgetting everything around him.

Rained out. Heavy rain. The definition of rain creating cold is not in the dictionary of my life. A stream of boiling hot blood defeated the torrential rain ahead. It's a shame your fate, Selena.

Selena laughed at herself in her heart. Remembering when he and Ziban really just got to that house. His worries were wrong. Apparently, Ziban did it on purpose. Trying to make his beloved wife worried. Without realizing it, Selena smiled bitterly remembering the thing earlier.

"What are you doing? Why did you deliberately wash your face with rain. You'll be sick."

"You're overreacting, Selena. It's just rain, not lava." (the answer is flat)

Selena finished her mind. He rolled his eyes towards the couple. They both still run. Selena took her foot into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Selena immediately met with Si Mbok. Selena asked Si Mbok for help to get her a drink.

"What do you drink? Let the Mbok make it."

"Hot like this, drinking cold and fresh seems good. Just make me avocado juice."

At once Si Mbok stared at the kitchen window that he closed tightly. The rush of rain and several flashes of lightning that accompanied, clearly visible from inside the kitchen.

SERIATE...