
Arriving at the apartment...
The apartment still looks empty. The bright rays of sunlight welcomed Ara's arrival to Rain's apartment. He quickly closed the door and locked it from the inside.
He put his college bag on the sofa and walked in search of a broom. Ara intends to clean Rain's apartment first.
Lap there, lap here. All the furniture in the apartment he cleaned wholeheartedly. Although his heart ached, he tried to be as professional as possible in his work. Because he still thinks of himself as Rain's worker.
After cleaning all the furniture, Ara immediately swept the floor and mopped it. After that, he took a shower to release the fatigue that hit. He deliberately soaked in warm water in order to relax his body and mind. He soaked in the bathtub while remembering the events he had been through.
"Not good long time to stay. But how, my heart is still hurt by his words."
Armed with a cloth limited to the chest to the thighs, he relaxes his body in the bathtub. There was a fight between her and Rain. But, Ara was still hesitant to reprimand Rain first. The wounds in his heart were still not healed. He needs time to get back to his old self.
"I was surprised by him. Where did he get those pictures? Didn't he think anyone was doing this on purpose?" Ara held her own head.
Deep down he was eager to pull out a tear in front of Rain. But, again the caste made him discouraged. At that moment he remembered the words of a woman who came to him on campus. White-eyed woman. He warns Ara to leave Rain.
"Hey, Miss. The risk you take is so great with him. Moreover, you snatch the man from his woman. What if the position is reversed? How you feeling?"
Those words were recalled back in her mind, making Ara have to rethink if she wants to continue her story with Rain. But, it is undeniable that he also loves the blue-eyed man who has taken his first kiss.
"Sir, do you know how my heart is right now? Why is it so easy to say I'm cheap? Which limit do you consider cheap? If he doesn't help me, I might not be here anymore."
Ara rests her head on the edge of the bathtub. He looked up at the bathroom sky while stretching out his hands on the edge. He tried to accept the bitterness of his story. Though inwardly wanting Rain to be his.
Half an hour later....
The clock on the wall already shows at five in the afternoon Dubai time and surrounding areas. And now Ara is tidying up Rain's room before Rain returns to the apartment. He sprayed perfume aroma therapy so that the master can relax in his room. Not to forget, he also closed the window because the afternoon will soon arrive.
Ara cleaned the mattress until it got to the undercarriage. He lay out pillows and bolster as neatly as possible. He also brushed and mopped the floor. And finally, Rain's room was clean, tidy and also fragrant. Time has come to an end unconsciously.
After cleaning the room, Ara hurriedly prepared dinner. He prepared all the ingredients needed for cooking. He wears a black apron so that his clothes are not exposed to splashes of oil and cooking spices. Soon all the materials were ready. Ara also started cooking.
Dara from Indonesia is wearing a black T-shirt and white toad pants. While his hair is rolled neatly so as not to be complicated when cooking. And now he is sauteing green and red peppers mixed with onions. The smell of the stir fry also arouses the appetite that comes.
Ara is cooking without realizing Rain is home. The black-clothed man seemed to notice Ara without reprimanding her. The ruler still refrained from speaking. Ara still needed time to heal the wounds in her heart. And finally, they returned silent a thousand words.
Another Ara, another Rain, another Jane. The girl in a knee-length cream dress looked at the beach view from behind the window of her apartment. He holds a cell phone while enjoying the sun that will soon set.
Rain hasn't called me yet. I think he'll ask for company after the pictures are received by him. But it's been two days, no news from him.
Jane turned around, sat down on the guest sofa and gulped down some orange juice to quench the thirst. Jane waited for Rain to contact her, but it turned out that the ruler had forgotten her.
The first plan had to fail because of the man, but I managed to photograph their togetherness. At least Rain would be furious and start not believing it. But, why hasn't Rain contacted me yet? He always needed a place to tell stories.
Jane is confused because Rain hasn't contacted her. Intentions hugging the mountain, what power hand does not arrive. Jane missteps and doesn't get what she expected.
In the middle of his daydream, a cell phone rang and resuscitated him. Jane picked up the phone right away.
"Hello?" Jane picked up the phone while drinking back her juice.
"I'm still in Dubai. Don't know when to go home." Jane gave me news.
"Don't interfere with my business. I'm not bothering you" he said again on the phone.
"Huh .. once my business is done, I go home to the USA. But not this week." Jane explained.
"Yes, yeah, all right." Jane then turns off the phone.
Jane's face changed after she got the call. He threw his phone on the couch and rubbed his face. Jane looks frustrated.
"I won't calm down to go home to the USA before making sure Rain gets back to me." Jane rests her back on the couch.
This evening witnessed Jane's heartache because of a man who had been close to her for a long time. All the good memories when both of them came back to the mind of this Korean virgin. He did not expect that his story should run aground because of the arrival of a girl who he thought was mediocre.
"Rain, are you blind? Can't you tell which women are fighting, which are just using you? Why did you choose him over me? Why Rain?!" Jane looks upset on her own.
Red light begins to decorate the coastal sky of Dubai City. Accompanying a heart wounded by love does not side with him. His soul could not accept Rain's words. He felt that Rain was only joking. Jane is convinced that Ara is not a typical Rain.
Again and again many hearts must be hurt because the ruler is humble. His hospitality was misinterpreted by Jane, and his words inflicted wounds on her heart. If so, who is to blame? Rain, Jane or Ara, right?