Rain for Airin

46 Eps. Sorry Zia

"Zia does not want to get out of the room" said Airin who still had Keano heard.

Airin had tried to persuade Zia not to be angry with him. But the girl still maintained her desire for Airin to explain what she heard yesterday.

Feeling that it was not his realm, Airin shuffled. He reasoned that Keano was the one who was more worthy of explaining. Until now, Zia was still confined in the room before her wish was fulfilled.

Tok Tok Tok

"Zia, this is Om Keano. Om coming in, huh?" Keano stuck his ear to the door.

Unable to get an answer, the man opened the door which fortunately was not locked and immediately pushed in.

The two neutrals were fixed at one point. Where a little girl was burying her face between her knees.

Keano's heart aches like it's pinched. Seeing the sad Zia. It was like seeing the shadow of Airin who was wounded by his actions that night. The inner struggle that suddenly attacked immediately he tepis. He cannot always control every problem he faces. It's not like he's called a coward. But that was before.

The footsteps that were originally convinced, instantly turned doubtful as he began to narrow the distance from the little girl.

"Zia ... "call him with a quivering voice while taking right beside Zia.

Zia was silent.

"Sorry." Keano is speaking again.

"Why should I apologize?" Zia began to show her disheveled face with her lips still curled.

Just like Airin when sulking. If it was Airin then Keano would just scoop up the woman's adorable lips, then everything would be back to normal. But this is Zia. And Keano was still at a loss to face her daughter. This was the first time he had positioned himself as an old man.

A sense of pain instantly invaded his heart. Almost as he opened his mouth to reply, Zia's cry came back. "Why didn't Om Keano tell you from the beginning that Om was Zia's father?"

"I-it .... "

"Zia's friends have fathers. But their father always came home. Then why has Om never been home? Isn't this Zia's father?"

"Make it slow, okay?"

"Is it because Om doesn't love Zia?"

"T-no. It's not like that."

"Or because Zia's an unlucky carrier. Is that true?" Zia blinked her round eyes, asking for an answer.

"No child is born unlucky, Zia. Didn't we ever talk about this?"

"But Zia was born without a father. That means Zia son ha—"

"Zia enough! Don't be easily swayed by people's talk about Zia. They don't know what's going on. Can only comment on what they see. And Zia actually has a father."

"But Zia's friends learn to ride bikes with their father, whereas Zia doesn't."

"Zia!! I told you not to be influenced by others. Zia listen, no?!" snapped Keano could not hold back his emotions because he felt constantly cornered. It felt like wanting to return the boy to a zygote again.

Zia's lips were curled back. Her round eyes were already glazed.Up to a split second a shrill cry began to be heard from her tiny lips. That makes Keano a bad boy. Again he was hooked ego easily.

At the same time, from the direction of the door appeared the figure of a man who instantly made Zia jump down from the top of the bed and scatter towards him. Keano could only stare at the tiny back nanar that was getting away from it.

Still with a face filled with tears, Zia nodded in agreement.

Rain took a quick glance at Keano who was looking at him sharply, but implied a slight look of sadness that he could not cover perfectly.

'Why does that person always appear all of a sudden?' keano's wrath in heart.

Even he was envious of Rain who could take Zia's heart easily. Rain's role here is stronger than his. The man who accompanied Zia grew to this size.

Rain passed Airin in the living room. Zia was about to reach from Rain's arms, but the man held her back. "Solve your problems with him. Let me persuade Zia."

Airin who was aware that Zia was still reluctant to be touched by him could only obey.

"We're going to Rainbow's ice cream shop. Good luck finding the middle ground. Carefully attacked. Her emotions were unstable," Rain said with a simple smile.

Airin snarled in response to Rain's words. He knew what the words meant just now. After the kiss last night, also seeing Rain's gentle demeanor towards Zia, Airin's eyes were opened to reality. In contrast to Keano who is too frontal, making Airin's heart become worried.

"Where did they go?"

The deep voice from behind shocked Airin who was weighing some discourse. Instead of answering, the woman approached the sofa and placed her buttocks on it. Keano is still waiting for an answer from him.

The clear water slowly drifted from the corner of the spring. Keano who saw it reflexively stroked the mane of the woman gently.

"That's it, you don't have to cry" said Keano.

"obviously need. Zia was never seen that disappointed. And it's all because you can't control your impulsive nature" says Airin.

Keano placed her back on the back of the sofa, her hands ruffling her hair making her look even more messy. "Araghh! It's all Celia's fault."

"Then are you going to blame someone else for the problems you caused yourself?" Airin raised her eyebrows.

"But if that woman doesn't follow and provoke my emotions, none of this will happen."

"What if it's reversed? If you don't get emotionally hooked, things won't go awry like this." Airin cast a look of horror at Keano who continued to be blamed.

Gaining that look of intimidation, Keano also shuffled. "OK, okay. There is no point in blaming each other. Yes, I was wrong."

"Zia still can't understand the situation, Ke. You should know that. We cannot force him to understand our situation. We should understand him."

Keano looked down to understand his mistake earlier.

"The loss of the father figure from his side alone had already made him sad. Moreover, he had to hear the reality of it from others. I don't know who's wrong now." Airin looked down deeply, remembering how hurt the boy was. Celia is outrageous, he thought.

"Then let's get married."

Airin looked quickly. His gaze met the sinless relaxed face of the man. Keano's impulsive nature always makes him shake his head. I can't figure out what's really in that guy's brain.

"So how? You're willing, aren't you?" insist Keano did not know himself.

"Have you thought carefully about your invitation just now?"

"Isn't something good to be quickened?"

Yes, Keano is not wrong. But ....