The Love Traces of RAHWANA

Quarry 8.

At 19:30, the Ramayana Sendratari performance has begun to be titled. The clouds are still silent. I feel so awkward. What because I rejected his statement?

Was that a statement of love from the clouds? Not because I'm too confident, right?

The gamelan music of the dance accompanists had already begun to reverberate throughout the hall. Tribune crowded by visitors seemed enthusiastic to watch the show. So do I.

Once I glanced at the Clouds who were still staring straight ahead. He's not squeaky at all. I'm getting awkward with him.

But the longer, the more I was amazed by the show. I have seen him twice myself. Why does it feel different tonight? Feels more thrilling.

What is it about the clouds?

After many glances and Awan was still focused on the show, I finally focused on watching. I really watched without pause. Until the show ends hours later.

“Not out?” I asked the Clouds who seemed to still sit in place while other visitors had gone out.

“A minute. I'm lazy jostling.” He reasoned.

I finally got up and sat back next to him.

“Ara?” Call Cloud.

“Hem?” I looked at him. And our views meet.

“My words were. Don't you think.”

I cringe at hearing it. Is he withdrawing his statement?

“Soal your commitment.”

“Ooh.” I misunderstood it.

“Do. Do whatever makes you comfortable for your future.” His word.

Didn't he say this? Why did he say it again?

I just nodded in response to him. His eyes now looked fiery from before. I can't read what he's planning.

The conditions in the show hall were already deserted. Now it's really just the two of us. And it seems like the clouds are still reluctant to get up.

I looked in all directions. It felt bad when I felt like some of the staff were watching us.

“Women. Let's go home.” Whisper then.

This time, the clouds listened. He got up and started walking parallel to me.

As it exited the hall, the cold air that was blowing felt piercing the bones. The night was getting late but things were still crowded. I unconsciously hugged my own body to drive away the cold.

“Use this.” Said Awan while handing his hoodie to me. I don't know when he took it off, I didn't notice.

“Not necessary. You're ahead and need it more.” Refused it. I still have the feeling not to accept it.

The clouds don't touch me. He forced the hoodie into my head. He also directed my hand to wear it. I feel like a baby boy wearing clothes by his mother. And strangely enough, I couldn't resist it.

“I don't want you to get cold.”

“But you're in front.”

“I'm fine. It's usual.”

And again, the Clouds put on a helmet that I can actually wear myself. My body cannot be compromised to resist his attention. I am weak against this man.

The clouds started to prop up his motorcycle. I still put some distance between us so as not to stick.

I felt sorry to see the Clouds wearing only a short sweatshirt while she had to wind through the night. I'm confused how I can help him with this. Wanting to take off and return the hoodie, I was afraid that he would be offended later.

Four times I have seen the body of the Clouds tremble and shudder. That must be because he's cold. I went awry. Between pity and confusion how to help him.

“Woman! If you're cold, slow down.” My advice. Cause I see he's still shivering.

I tried to pull my hand. But the Cloud's hand held him firmly.

“Begin only. I'm cold.” It was his words that made me unable to do anything. His words made me feel bad.

Feeling guilty for making the Clouds cold, I let my hand share a little of my warmth for her. I thought I could at least protect her stomach from the night air.

The actual distance is not too far that I feel very long. I could not bear to see the cold clouds. My pity thrashed.

One by one the rain drops started to fall. We are not really supportive of our situation. Makes me think more and more about the cloud.

And a few seconds later, a heavy rain suddenly fell very quickly. Makes us unable to escape.

The cloud immediately turned the motor to the minimarket page that was closed. We immediately got down and ran. There were also some people in the shade as well. Some are online drivers.

I'm wagging a wet Cloud hoodie. The Cloud Scroll also did the same thing on her t-shirt.

The front of the cloud was soaked. Because indeed the rain came suddenly with a very heavy bulk. I'm getting a little bit more pias to see it.

The clouds took hold of my shoulder and confronted me. He swept my body from head to toe. His forehead looked worried.

“Yes geez. Lookatthis. You're getting wet like this.” His words worry me. He swept away the remnants of the water in the hoodie I was wearing. “You must be cold.”

“I'm not the one you should be worried about. Lookyour clothes. Wetter than me.”

The clouds looked towards his shirt. “Hemh. It's okay.” He said with a smile.

The clouds kept saying he was okay. But I could see his body shivering in the cold.

“Awan, you don't need to drive me. I'll just take the ojek. You go home.” I gave advice that was beneficial to both of us.

“Mana can be so. I take you and I'll take you home. I have to make sure you get home safely.”

“But you're soaking wet.”

“I'm fine, Ra.”

“You always say that. But your body is already shivering in the cold.” My forehead wrinkled up because it was against him.

My forehead grew furrowed when I saw the Clouds who actually chuckled after I was scolded.

“You laughing?” I'm getting pissed off, right.

“I'm glad you noticed me like this.”

“Other people will do the same. Not just me.”

“I don't care about anyone else. What matters you.”

His words made me die a flea in freezing. Heart, stop pounding.

“Ahh. It's chilly. I have to change my clothes. Doesn't it matter if we stop by my boarding house for a while to change my clothes? Not far from here. After that, I'll drop you off.”

Not thinking long I immediately nodded my head. I agreed to the idea because I couldn't bear to see him shivering in the cold.

“Why does it always rain whenever I'm with you?” He muttered while looking at the raindrops that fell from the minimarket roof.

“You hate the rain so much?”

“I don't hate him. I just don't like it. His voice was noisy and I could not hear anything.”

I pulled out a portable headset from the bag. Next to me put it in my ear. Then next to me I put it in the ear of the cloud. I wonder where I got that kind of courage. We throw each other looks and then smile.

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