Rain Blanketed Clouds

Asa Arika's

In the not-so-dense journey that afternoon made Arika carelessly drive a car. At will the woman increases the speed of the car without caring for her safety. Unrelenting cries continued to shed tears on both of his cheeks.

"Degree, degree and degree. Why carry that word with all the trouble in my life? Why, God!" Arika was crying hysterically screaming even she hit the steering wheel of the car.

It hurts when the problems he faces are actually under pressure from his father. Algam firmly asked the child to stay fine with the marriage that really makes Arika so sick.

Without realizing the woman was driving a car full of emotion, no longer pay attention to where he drove the car until Arika realized the sound of a horn so loud.

All the woman's energy did to control the car lane he passed, although not in accordance with expectations. However, he was still able to breathe a sigh of relief at this moment. Arika gasped for breath after making sure her car stopped perfectly by the roadside.

Not forgetting everything, instead he threw a forehead at the steering wheel of the car and returned to crying.

Tok tok tok tok

Samar and increasingly clear Arika realized there were people who saw her from outside the car window. His forehead frowned as he did not see clearly who that person was.

"Wans?" Arika was shocked to see her friend standing at the door of her car.

"You why? What the hell's going on? You realize you almost made me go along with the fuck?" The clouds attacked with questions. He saw clearly how the face of Arika was swollen. Even at the end of his eyes the woman still recounted the tears that were not affected by the stroke of his hand earlier.

Arika just realized if she almost hit the car Awan. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt anyone else. What else is you. I just..." Arika hangs her speech when she no longer knows what to say.

"That's it, let this car I tell people to follow us. You're coming with me." The clouds pulled Arika's hand towards her car. Where there Arika sat next to him and he put on a seatbelt.

Nervous and awkward, of course, Arika distanced her face when the man nearby put a seatbelt on her.

The car finally drove at a moderate speed. During the trip no chatter was created. Until Arika saw Awan took her to a crowded cafe and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Well, Arika needs that atmosphere to calm her mind. Perhaps with the clouds he could speak calmly.

The man in front of him sat down and ordered some snacks and drinks. He didn't even ask Arika.

"Maybe this place can be a tranquilizer for you rather than the streets by carrying a car like that. It doesn't feel funny if a lecturer on the news breaks a traffic sign, does it?" The question that Cloud asked really wanted to entertain Arika. However, he did not know that Arika was so sensitive to her current profession.

"Stop bringing my profession. I hate her." coldly Arika said.

Not offended, precisely Awan knows very well if Arika is in sensitive mode. Where he had to be much calmer and understand the woman in front of him.

"Profession is not good if in a line that is also not good. But there are millions of people out there who want a profession like you, like me..."

"Master, please stop talking about that damn profession!" arika's helpless jolt held back tears again.

In the next second the woman shed tears so hard without being able to stop. He sniffled in front of the clouds.

"I want to be an ordinary woman, Wan. I want to be the woman who is at home and loved by her husband. I don't want my life to be like this. I'm sick." he complained to a man who wasn't even so close to him.

The calm face of the clouds instantly panicked to see many visitors staring towards them. Then the man approached Arika by shifting his chair. He patted Arika's back, nothing more. That's all he can do.

"Arika, calm down. I'm sorry I brought you here. It should be the right place in the car." he said that absolutely did not get a response from Arika.