THE AFTER 20 DAY
THE RAIN OF DESTINY
Dew in the morning, looks pooled in green foliage. Still fresh in sight, a sprig of White Rose is displayed on the Raga room table.
"It's still fresh, but it's been 3 days. The fragrance is still there, too" muttered Raga smiling handsomely.
"Morning ma'am." The greeting of his favorite boy made Bu Nera smile warmly.
"Morning Raga, let's have breakfast. Oats, I'm ready."
"Raga is fine if you have to eat local food. I don't have to keep buying."
"Mom still has a lot of stock Raga, let's eat you."
"Emm ma'am, where's Mom picking up old clothes?" tanya Raga made Bu Nera confused.
"What old clothes are you wearing?"
"No, Raga just asked. Perhaps many clothes are still good and not used., Raga want to love to the orphanage here ma'am."
"You haven't been here long, but you've had such thoughts?" Ms. Nera smiled warmly.
"There were some clothes that Mom still kept simple, about in that black suitcase. I brought it, maybe it can still be used, or given to someone in need."
Raga began to wear long-sleeved, plain white. Mother Nera looked at Raga with teary eyes, blankly staring at Raga, Bu Nera's tears began to flow. Raga approached and then wiped the tears on the cheeks of his beloved Mother. He hugged warmly the woman who had fought to give birth to him into the world 21 years ago.
"Udah ma'am. Maafin Raga, it wasn't Raga's intention to remind me of everything. Sometimes there is a gap of longing in Raga's heart that really can't be held back ma'am." Raga looks so sad even with Bu Nera just silent with a smile I held Raga. Both soft palms of Bu Nera touched both cheeks of Raga.
"Consider yourself, son, don't get too tired."
"Mom knows how Raga kayak is. Raga must have heard Mother's words. It doesn't work, does it mom? Raga wants to give to the children of the orphanage, also the nursing home."
"Be careful, son."
A white car was in front of him. Raga got in and started driving the car to go to the orphanage. Plang named 'Orphanage and Nursing Home Love' is seen in the eyes of Raga. He came down and brought a number of clothes that were actually still decent, and some of them were new clothes that he had just bought somewhere shopping.
"Excuse me ...."
Come out Mother of the home from inside.
"Yes? Can I help you?" The house looks confused looking at him.
"For ma'am, I'm here to provide a little sustenance for the children and the elderly here."
"Oh please come in son!"
"I'm Raga, my goal is here to share a little of the sustenance that I have with the kids here."
"Thank you son Raga, the children must be horrified. Siblings out here there ka Raga want to share clothes for you."
The entire child saluted Raga, also receiving her well.
"Say what?" Ma'am Panti exclaimed at all the children in the parlour.
"Thank you for Raga."
A few hours later, Raga was about to go home. But there was something that made his steps stall stiff. A sweet, long-haired girl was giving food to a little boy.
"It so happens that always makes my heart continue to tremble," Raga smiled as she looked at the girl from afar.
His feet led to step to where the girl was, right behind the girl Raga stood.
"It's for you deck." The girl was busy giving food to the orphanage children.
"Thank you, brother who?" A little boy pointed to Raga's whereabouts behind the girl. The girl turned around.
"Rome!" Nellsa was surprised.
"Don't tell me it's a coincidence."
They started to talk warmly.
"So you come here often to share food for them?"
"Yes, I think that what I have now, some of it is theirs." Nellsa smiled faintly.
"Sharing is beautiful, don't stop sharing even a speck of smile on the cheek." Raga's remarks made Nellsa glare.
"Ka Dio," Inner Nellsa stared at the cheerful looking Raga accompanying the children playing. Raga turned to Nellsa, Nellsa's eyes suddenly stiffened at Raga, they stared at each other.
"What's wrong?" Raga raised both of her eyebrows confused.
"Emm ...emm another book quote?" ask Nellsa awkwardly.
"No, I'm just bullshit." Raga's thin smile.
"Nellsa, you're wrong again. Maybe it's a coincidence. Quotes like that are a lot in books. I once heard Dio say that when he was chatting in the cafeteria with Ka Diko. Yes, it may be a book quote," Nellsa's inner self assured her that the words did not just come from the mouth of a Dio she had heard.
"Em why do you keep wearing white clothes?" asked Nellsa nervously.
"Oh so all this time you've been watching me?" Raga smiled in front of Nellsa.
"Gue likes it, white is clean."
A few hours of small talk, Nellsa finished it first.
"Gue must go home now."
"Home alone?"
"No, my driver's gonna pick me up."
"It's like eating time, mending you come with me."
"No, I'll wait."
"The weather is cloudy, don't assume I'm new. Think of me as another temen lo" said Raga, a flat smile with her slightly adorable eyes.
They finally came home with one car, in Raga's car. Nellsa continued to be silent without a word, occasionally Nellsa stared at Raga as well as the rest of her car.
"Where's your house?"
"Jl.Rose No.08, right turn intersection."
In Raga's car, a compass is seen lying around.
"That's my beloved compass, where I'm going I'll take it." Every time I talk to Nellsa, a smile always makes Raga out.
Nellsa immediately imagined the figure of Dio who did their similarities about this one, making Nellsa so confused. It's a compass. When Nellsa High School used to see Dio carrying a compass in his hand everywhere.
"No Nellsa. All is coincidence. Yeah, coincidence."
Rain rained down on the land of Bandung. They finally reached Nellsa's house.
"Well it's raining, how do you wanna cross it?" nellsa Mummings.
"Mang Opi ... Mang Opi .." shouted Nellsa from the window of Raga's car.
"Where is Mang Opi, usually always in front of the gate. Mang Opi bring umbrella ..." Nellsa's eyes squinted, her vision trying to penetrate the increasingly heavy rain fog.
Raga was silent looking at Nellsa who was calling the figure of her domestic assistant. With her water-repellent jacket, Raga starts to exit the car covering her head with a jacket to step to the side next to her car approaching Nellsa.
"Let's go down, this jacket is waterproof," said Raga, who was partly wet with rain.
Nellsa was confused and shocked to see Raga descending. Then he got out of the car. Raga then pulls Nellsa down in a jacket with her and they begin to cross the road to the porch of the house.
Arriving at the door of the house, Nellsa was still shocked because of it. Nellsa looked at Long Raga who was scrambling her hair because it was wet in the rain. With a stern look of confusion, Nellsa whose hair was slightly wet began to wipe her face affected by splashes of water. Raga watched him with a faint smile.
"Rain is beautiful, if you sneeze the effect. Do not forget the puter of warm water in your bath, do not boil water. I unplug," said Raga with a faint smile and went into the car.
Nellsa was still silent looking at Raga who had entered the white car.
"What sight? Cepet in, the rain is getting faster," cried Raga through the window of his car.
"Is Non Nellsa really soaking wet?"
"Where is Mamang from? Nellsa calls her nyaut."
"Oh sorry Mamang Non, abis from behind. Who's not going home?"
"Just like temen." Nellsa then went into the house.
In her room, Nellsa thinks of Raga.
"Why does it feel weird, it feels like the first time I saw Dio first. Smiling, happy, what do I feel now? Nellsa don't think recklessly," she murmured, condemning herself who may have been trapped by the drama that made her always a fool who was always confused.
Viewed several times Raga's Instagram account. While Raga, just constantly smiling in her room.
"Raga, are you asleep? I saw your hair wet. You rained?"
"No, not ma'am." Raga smiled.
"Let me take vitamins for you, so you don't have the flu" said Ms. Nera to leave the Raga room. However, Raga's burly hand held his mother's hand.
"Mom, Raga's okay. Raga doesn't hurt, I don't keep parnoan, Raga can take care of herself."
Bu Nera looked at him sharply with teary eyes.
"Now, you're the same father that I have. I don't want you to get sick with Raga." Ms. Nera hugged Raga who was sitting.
Raga held tightly to her beloved Mother's waist, a gentle stroke on the head made Raga call it the most comfortable position she had ever felt.
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