The Horizon Boundaries

Ch.54 Rain

Drops of water falling from above the height of the clouds began to flutter the asphalt of the road, drenching the corners of the city. The sound of rain gurgling along with the wind. The air feels piercing the skin. The smell of wet soil fills the sense of smell.

Almost half an hour Maisa pecked in front of the minimarket. His eyes watched the passerby, crossing the street by taking refuge under an expanding umbrella. Some choose to be in a role like that.

He rubbed his hands which were getting cold. It seems like the rain will not stop. Minimarket distance not far from his home. He intends to just break through.

Small footsteps ran down the roadside. In his hand carried a bag of groceries. The clothes that were worn began to fade. A car with a high enough speed through the streets inundated with water. Water splashes wet his body. Maisa spouted water splashed onto her face. His lips grumbled in annoyance.

"Woi.. if the road is slow, dong."

Bi Tari opened the door, surprised to see the girl's wet condition. He was struggling to get a towel. Maisa put her groceries on the kitchen table.

"Go take a shower, Non. Let it not hurt."

"Where's my order?" Kio's voice came from the direction of the middle room door.

The thumb of the girl's hand pointed towards the table. Kio darted off to grab a packet of snacks and a bottle of cola from inside the plastic. He just walked past Maisa.

"Why don't you just wallow in mud" said the man chuckling.

Maisa glared in annoyance, poking him with a wet towel. Not to thank instead of mock. The towel floated right over Kio's face. The man took the end of the towel. His eyebrows are pulled down, his lips are raised upwards and his nose is shriveled.

"Ladies! Smells the sewer." Kio covered his nose with one hand.

"Sister Kio! Watch out! I'll wipe the towel with you until you pass out" exclaimed Maisa running over.

Kio threw the towel away and ran away. The two chases from the living room then into the living room continue to the kitchen, repeatedly.

"What are you guys doing? Weekends instead of relaxing make a fuss. Just get out you two!" chandra Sir exclaimed from the direction of the stairs. Glasses on the base of his nose. His eyes glared at the two boys who were still bored.

"Rain, Pa," said Kio.

"And you! Quickly change your clothes there. The water's dripping in here and there." Show it to Maisa.

Maisa nodded, directly going up to her room. He flushed his body with warm water. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he immediately struggled with the blanket. His hands were busy replying to messages from Ken. His lips occasionally laughed.

'Okay, let's go on a date. I haven't seen you in a long time, I miss you. The photoshoot schedule is still empty.'

Okay, Sis. I miss too.

A date! Maisa's face immediately flushed to read Ken's message. Roll left to right. His feet kicked the blanket.

In the morning, Maisa was still wrapped in a blanket, reluctant to move her body. His eyes feel heavy. Her ears kissed Bi Tari asking her to wake up. Wiggling his body. Maisa squirms back the blanket.

Silent. Looks like Miss Tari gave up waking him up. Someone touched his forehead. Feels cold. He opened his eyes, faintly looking at the figure of Mr. Chandra beside him. There's no way it's her father or it's just a dream. Maisa closed her eyes again.

Bi Tari rushed down to Mr. Chandra who was preparing to go to the office. Mr. Chandra frowned. Not usually see Bi Dance in a hurry.

"Sir, Non Maisa seems to have a fever. Aunty woke up, didn't want to wake up. She's a bit of an angel."

Is the kid sick? Mr. Chandra put back his bag, rushed up to Maisa's room. The boy was seen curled up in the blanket. His hand touched Maisa's forehead. Heat touching skin surface.

Bi Tari came to bring her a thermometer. Mr. Chandra put it in his ear. Temperatures that appear 40 degrees. It's not warm anymore, but hot.

After saying that, Mr. Chandra immediately left. Bi Tari could only shake her head. He put a cold compress on Maisa's forehead.

"Yes, hopefully later you can open his heart and love again the same, Non."

****

Ken brought a bouquet of roses for his lover, hidden behind his back. He knocked on the door. His smiling face awaits someone who is missed. The door opened, Bi Dance appeared from inside. A little disappointment was implied on his face.

"Maisa's inside, Bi?" tanyanya awkward. Her arms scratched her hair.

"Non Maisa has a fever. It was raining yesterday."

Ken's face turned anxious. Bi Tari drove her to the room. Maisa fell asleep under the blanket with a cold compress on her forehead. Ken put a bouquet of flowers on the table. Pull up a chair and sit next to it.

Bi Tari left both. Ken touched the girl's cheek slowly. Still hot. Maisa clasped her wrist. His lips moved saying something.

"Don't go!" his voice sounded soft.

"I'm not leaving, Sa."

Ken held the girl's hand back. Next to her hand was a matted blanket. The rain curtain came down again. Raindrops collect dew points on the windows. 

Ken was still sitting next to the girl. Replace old compresses with new ones. He hoped that the girl would get better soon and open her eyes. She has a beautiful smile on her sweet face.

Maisa's brows frowned occasionally muttering the word don't go. Ken patted his head. It seems the girl had a bad dream.

"Sa, if I have the power to penetrate dreams. I'm going in to calm you down." Ken clasped the girl's hand tightly.

Maisa is standing in a family room. Mr. Chandra and Kio sat on the sofa staring at him sharply. The girl walked closer. Mr. Chandra stood up, walked to the corner of the room and disappeared.

"Wait, Pa!" yells. There's no answer. Shortly afterwards Kio walked away, disappearing in a dark corner. He chased after him, tried to reach but could not.

Suddenly it was pitch dark around him. Maisa shouted with all her might to call her father and sister. There's no answer. No one's coming back. He cried in silence, sat down, covered his face with both hands.

"Sa! Aisha!" someone's voice called him.

He stood up to see a figure in the light. The figure reached out a hand towards him.

"I'm not leaving you. Come here!"

Maisa stepped her legs slowly, then ran small towards the figure. Grabbing hand. The figure pulled him out of the darkness.

Maisa opened her eyes, finding Ken asleep next to her. The man held his hand tightly. On the table was a rose. His lips curled up to form a thin smile.

Maisa put away the compress. Looking at the wall clock in his room was almost late afternoon. It seems he slept long enough. The girl noticed Ken's sleeping face. His fingers touched it gently.

Ken felt someone touch him. Eyes open. She saw Maisa smiling at her. His heart that was filled was relieved. Unknowingly, he hugged the girl tightly. The two of them meet each other.

"Thank you for getting better, Sa."

Maisa nodded her head. "Thank you for taking care of me, too."