Return of Romantic Artists

Of me and Asahi's brother

The streets of Seoul seem quiet at the beginning of this spring, but if you think about it, many people will see the cherry blossoms that thrive. Pink color attached to the petals are small and beautiful. Of course I've been looking forward to spring since I started in Korea because of the scholarship I received at one of the universities.

Today I am not alone, with a man who is walking beside me tall and of course very handsome. I could see the carved face as if touched by the hand of a god, his eyes were so clear and his corneas looked pale. This man of mixed blood between Japan and Korea has a cold nature but he is very considerate, by the way his name is Kak Hamada Asahi, he is a senior as well as a person close to me. I call him Asahi.

“Do you really like spring?” askinya. I was amazed at his question. “Of course, it is very beautiful to see flowers blooming after being covered in the cold snow,” I said to Asahi. “Thanks.” I raised one of my eyebrows and looked at him. “Thanks for what?” my feedback. “Iya thank you for melting my cold heart, and now there are many blooming flowers in it,” he explained. I stared and sighed softly, then turned around and adjusted my unnatural breath in order to breathe normally. Because, Asahi's words really made me beat so hard that my cheeks look red now.

How about this, I was so afraid to look back at him. So, I decided to speed up my pace and Asahi's brother was left behind me. However, before I actually sped up my steps she pulled my hand and my body was pushed back in the chest of Asahi's leg field. “Where are you? The time I was left anyway,” he chuckled a little look at my behavior. I let go of my grip on her and looked at her. Then, I just ran away and he chased me in the back. I've never been this happy.

“You eat no? Almost raining too, nih,” Asahi said as she held my hand and looked for shelter because it would rain. I followed him and followed him wherever he took me.

We immediately shaded when the rain began to fall in the city of Seoul, a cold wind was blowing through the jacket I was using. We sat at a quiet bus stop talking a lot. “You know how rain saves his feelings?” asked Asahi who again made me think. I can't describe more about him, it's too hard. There were always a lot of things he did to me, this man always stabilized the feeling that lay in his heart.

Brother Asahi fell silent at my statement then he linked his hand back to me which felt warm. “Now, close your eyes I will make my rain more beautiful.” I frowned and suddenly my heart was beating so fast, I tried to catch my breath slowly and then obeyed. I closed both my eyes and only felt Asahi's big hands clasping so tightly.

He suddenly kissed my forehead with his lips. I was really pecking, not daring to open my eyes and just listen to the sound of the rain that kept peeping into my ears.

“You can open your eyes, thank you my rain for making me happy. Thank you for the feeling you've been keeping. Now that feeling has become more beautiful.” She smiled at me so endearingly, I replied with a knotty smile that was offended on my face.

He sighed while continuing to look at me who was looking down embarrassed. I don't know what else to say when everything really makes me so happy. Between the two of us who are in harmony with nature and the world. The Asmaraloka that really combed through our hearts made such a powerful vein. Rinai and her rain are always in control, the atmosphere is so sticky wrapped up the story about me and Asahi.