The Rain of the Message-Bearer Longs

Prologues

Rain is not always pleasant. Especially for me, when I see rain then I will languish and remember the story. The story where I was with him in the woods of the city where at that time, it was raining and we laughed happily together. His memories are all immortalized not only in my mind. Photos, literature to paintings I made especially for him. Who is the person I consider special? If anyone answers a girlfriend then I consider it inappropriate yes….

She's mybest friend. His name is Dew Paramastri. Incidentally yes, the name dew is equally related to rain. Like I said before, he's a rain-loving kid but not a thunderbolt. Really funny, isn't it? That's why I like him. Until one day he approached me.

“Angga! “call him running waving at me.

I turned around when I heard her sweet voice. He cheerfully ran to a stop in front of me.

“Why?”I said as he stood before me.

“Besok temenin main yuk! “answers with his cheerful tone.

“Hayuuk! Where to play? “my words asked because it was unusual for him to take me first.

“First I went to the bookstore and continued to the city forest, “abut Dew explained the plan that he arranged carefully.

“Tumben to the city forest. Usually I do not want to jog, turn to even buy meatballs decket exit, “amansku reminded when Dew who asked permission to go to the toilet. Not a toilet, it even led to a meatball.

“Lah by laper. I have been jogging before. After jogging ya ngisi stomach is, “ansi Dew lightly.

“Then diet, “balasku made Dew pout. My hand reflexively pinched his cheek which was then stalked by the owner.

“Already? Anyway tomorrow I want the photos there, “ucap Dew sure.

I nodded my head in agreement with his wishes.

“Tomorrow I pick up, “my words are replied with the symbol okay by him.

As always. Her name must have been dizzy thinking UAS ya nongki-nongki while ghibah. After I thought about it maybe because of the end of the test he jumped into the city forest.

I walked towards the parking lot looking for my motorbike. I looked everywhere I was parked at the end. Helmet I put on, then I put my bike on. The bustling city streets even though it wasn't time for lunch were common to me.

Oh yea. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Angga Narendra. Bontot's son who has always been her babu the sisters. You must have felt it, right? As a child bontot love what you have experienced.

I parked my bike in the garage with the other vehicles. I walked to the main room towards my room which was on the second floor. The house is quiet because maybe I'm the only one coming home. I put myself on a soft bed. I held on tightly.

“The break is a pleasant thing,”my call to myself.

For a moment I rested and then I walked into my private room. All my books are there and it is the most comfortable place for me.

I took a blank canvas and all the painting equipment I brought and I arranged. I slowly rub the paint onto the brush. The silent atmosphere suddenly sounded the whirring sound of the rain getting heavier. I stopped and looked at the window. The heavy rain came quickly with flashes of lightning. Because my private room in the dominance of the glass interior will be clearly visible outside. The rumbling sounds sounded quite loud.

“Is he okay? “my crap grabbed the phone at the desk looking for the number and then I called.

I saw that he was online but didn't answer my phone.

“Memanh this habit son, “I was upset but a little worried.

“Halo? “voice from phone end.

“You go anywhere. Why not lift it, then,? “ucapku with a slight tone of annoyance.

“I'm at your doorstep, “ansi Dewun.

“Hah! “ucapku surprised.

I hurried down the stairs opened the door of the house in greeting with the Dew standing in front of the door in his wet shirt.

“Yesampun….. “My cap brought Dew in gave her a towel telling her to take a shower.

The dew received the towel running towards the bathroom. I went to the kitchen to make a warm drink. Especially if it's not tea. Tea with ginger I made for Dew. A few moments later he came down the stairs to get to me.

“This is ginger tea. Drink first let's not catch a cold,”ucapku thrust the tea.

Dew carefully sips tea. For a moment he smelled his scent shaking his head.

“Something is lacking?”he said it confused me.

“What is lacking. The feeling is just plain ginger tea, “I answer honestly.

“Should be every day someone makes it like gini, it feels good to have a husband, “tap Dew laugh.

I could only shake my head at Dew's reply. The door opened and a woman came in.

“Loh brother has come home? “you were surprised when you saw my second brother coming home early.

“Iya. You already have no more work yes come home, “ucap my brother was surprised to see the arrival of Dewun.

“Eh Dew is here as it turns out, “tap my brother looks happy.

Dew just smiled awkwardly greeting my brother back.

With all my persuasion, my second brother finally allowed Dew to live next to each other in his room. I also agree. Dinner finished raining still heavy. I walked back to the room and continued my painting to the most beautiful masterpiece of this Angga Narendra.

The next morning the rain had stopped. I heard a busy voice in the kitchen downstairs. I saw Dewun with my brother cooking together. The dew accidentally saw me.

“Eh, handsome Young Master just woke up. Right here! Sit down first, “ucap Dew with a sweet smile like a hotel receptionist.

My brother's holding back a laugh. I came down while grumbling. I felt it was not a compliment, but as if it were a booze.

Food is ready to be served at the dinner table. Everybody sit. I began to pray clenching my hands while closing my eyes. Kulirik my second brother did the same thing and Dew prayed against his hands while I? Hold in fist.

After praying, everyone started eating. A few moments later the Dew rose to his feet, he intended to bring the dirty dishes to the back but was prevented by my second brother.

“Do not bother. Stacked into one on the table, later aunt comes soon, “tap my second brother.

Dew obeys. He piled the pile of plates into one on the table.

“Later so right? “manyu to him.

The dew nodded its head. I stood up and prepared to go back to my room.

“Grab! “call my brother.

Dew turned. "What's up, brother? " sanyanya.

"I want to talk to you for a minute, "my brother replied.

Dew back to sitting. They're facing each other.

"Couldn't you, if brother sends Angga to you? " my brother's words made Dewun surprised and confused.

"Where are you going? " ask Dew.

"Sister is married. My husband went abroad. Angga is alone, brother pity but brother has no other choice. You are a good girl to be proud of, "my sister replied.

"But Sister Sel, I and my partner have no feelings. Just a victory, " said Dewun refused.

"Yaudah, but sister's just a nitip. If Angga why-napa please tell ya, " Reply Kak Sela.