
The cafe meeting between the three of us ended when the day was approaching night, I immediately went home to the house turned out to go out and meet friends - friends can make me Happy.
When I arrived at the house I saw Reza's car parked in the yard.
"Why should he come back" I said in my heart.
For some reason Reza's presence back at home made my mood uncomfortable, I've forgiven all her treatment all this time but to come back to love her is so difficult for me, I've tried repeatedly but I always failed.
"Where did you just come home from"
"There's work"
"So as long as I'm not home you often wander outside Ja****!"
"Re please don't yell at me and please don't call me that call, it's only 7 p.m,I'm not arguing with you Re I never forbid and want to know about your personal problems so you don't have to take care of my life"
"But you're still my wife!"
I did not respond to Reza's words and immediately went into the bathroom, it's just free if I respond to the words Reza said, I was just his wife on a piece of paper all along Reza never gave me the right to be a wife.
The pain so deep I could not endure that I finally cried shedding all my irritation.
After finishing the bath ritual and changing my clothes I immediately headed to the bedroom of my two daughters.
"Mother's done taking her bath?" rara said my second daughter
"Well, then we'll have dinner with mom"
"Mother is not hungry darling, you are eating Mother wants to immediately rest, why don't you love?"
"Who is mother" said sisulung, I also passed into the room while Reza looked at me with a look of anger.
"Lin, I want to talk" Reza said as the children left us both in the middle of the room.
"Tonight I'm really tired of Re, so tomorrow we'll talk "
I laid my body on the bed and I didn't want to linger - long face to face with Reza because of course it would just be a quarrel for that I chose to close my eyes and immediately go to sleep.
I woke up covered in a gray cloud, I set foot into the bathroom, Reza is still asleep I feel grateful that at least this morning there was no quarrel because some days I went through with a feeling of heartbreak.
By 6 am I drove the children to school I spurred my motorbike because I was afraid it would soon rain and it was true that the rain this morning fell so hard for the kids - fortunately children have reached their school, I was forced to take shelter at a stop.
The rain that hit the asphalt road sounded tight, I did not like the rain but this time I was very happy with the rain this morning,I smile at every drop of rain I want to thank the rain because the rain this morning saved me from Reza who must have been waiting at home complete with a million words that will make me become the most guilty man on earth.
I really enjoyed the rain so much that I didn't realize that a young man came down from his big motorcycle sitting next to me and saying hello.
"Yes, I asked Mbak again" mbak seemed to smile to himself, do you like the rain? the young man was still shouting.
"I love the rain for today only" I replied, shouting,the young man frowned I knew the young man did not know the meaning of my words I just smiled in response to the astonishment of the young man for a moment and then I looked back at the rain that fell as fast as it did,for a moment without a conversation that happened I was as cool as my own mind while staring at the vehicle that seemed rushed and then passed in front of me, they did not seem to like the rain.
"Bak Lina, why do you like the rain?"
Now it was my turn to frown that I wondered why the young man knew my name.
"It's normal, ma'am, don't you know me?"
I just kept quiet because I was more interested in hearing the sound of the rain than the voice of the young man sitting next to me right now and I don't know why he could know my name, but again -.again the young man shouted again this time with a louder voice while close to my eardrum.
"Just last night we met at the cafe, the baby had forgotten me, I Fahri mbak"
"Owh understand the factor u, so it's natural if you forget" I said casually
"But it still looks so pretty"
"Right from the straw"
"I'm serious mbak, the baby is still so pretty"
"Sorry deck mbak no longer have small money.
"Then the big money will be exchanged at the store" Fahri said while pointing to the right shop across the street.
"You know how little money you don't have let alone big money logic deck"
Fahri and I laughed at each other.
The rain that lasted quite a long time finally made me and Fahri get involved in a conversation about rain.
Fahri told about the experience of life that made him hate the rain because it was the rain that made Fahri have to lose someone very valuable in his life,rain had robbed her biological mother when Fahri was a child, when Fahri was 9 years old she saw with her own eyes when a car hit her mother's body,at that time Fahri's mother was about to pick Fahri up from school, because it was raining so much that Fahri's mother did not see a car that was passing at high speed and finally Fahri's mother had to lose her life in a tragic way.
Fahri was very sad at that time at the age of the child he had to lose his beloved mother, Fahri had a severe depression because the father also accused the cause of all the disaster was because Fahri.
Since the departure of his mother is the beginning of a prolonged suffering for Fahri not even a year old birth father Fahri decided to remarry,at that time Fahri hoped that with the presence of a connecting mother for Fahri could bring lost happiness, but it turned out that Fahri's hope was not as beautiful as he imagined, he said,stepmother Fahri treats Fahri so cruel not only stepmother Father Fahri even semangkin changed to Fahri, not infrequently Fahri often get scorn, insults even at the same time punch.
Unable to get ill treatment from his biological father and stepmother, Fahri decided to leave the house, Fahri ended up living with his grandparents.
Since then Fahri really hates the rain because the rain has changed his life which was once very happy but turned into a sadness that until now still imprints neatly in his memory..
The sad story of Fahri ended when the rain began to subside I was so late in the story of Fahri which is very sad that I realized the rain this morning lasted quite a long time about 4 hours.