A Five Step Match
9. That Rain

Upset at hearing that the jasuke he wanted to eat had run out, the salesman began to leave the place.

"It's a shame it's over. Though this is very good," said Dinda sad. Annoyed, upset, sickened, it feels in the heart.

Yoga can't stand that sad face, but it's funny.

"Gfts!"

Dinda glanced at Yoga who covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes narrowing as she chuckled like that.

"I'll make something special at home."

"Can you make jasuke?" dinda asked still.

"Easy. Now I am looking for it on YouTube. All the recipes are there. Yuk, continue the journey. Later in the night, afraid of rain too," said Yoga saw the sky that turned out to no longer show stars in the distance there.

"Yes." Yeah."

The motor brings Yoga and Dinda back on the road that is crowded creeping. They enjoy the breeze even though it feels hot tonight. Not as cold as a sunny night.

The rain slowly fell, becoming a fairly concentrated drizzle. Yoga hates when carrying a motorcycle in the rain. For him this was very unpleasant at all, let alone him carrying Dinda behind him.

"Din, rain! Let's pull over for a second!" kata Yoga's.

"Yes!" shout Dinda. Yoga pulled his bike over in a closed shop yard, along with other riders who were also staying there.

Dinda precedes running to the shop court leaving Yoga parking her motorbike. The rain was getting heavier, making their journey interrupted.

"Well, it's raining!" exclaimed Dinda, then opened his helmet. A good meal plan should be delayed because of this. The small rain now turned increasingly heavy, creating a splash of water as it hit the ground. The smell of dry soil is very clear in the nose.

"Yes, how else? Wait for it to subside. It's raining!" yoga is still upset.

"Elo anyway, if told to bring a raincoat is very difficult. It's hard now, you can't go home!" curse Dinda.

"Bring a raincoat, but only one. We'll go home after the rain falls."

"Hem!"

Dinda finally sat on the floor. His pants were a little wet from the rain earlier. Chilly.

"Now!" said Yoga while handing over his jacket when he saw Dinda rubbing her palms.

"Eh?"

"This cake. I don't wear a jacket." Dinda was stunned to hear the attention of Yoga. He held out his hand to grab the jacket. "Later if I catch a cold I am also bothered to take care of elo? You're spoiled for pain!" said the man, making Dinda annoyed to hear it. Quickly, the jacket that was stretched out to him he snatched.

Ish, this guy, has made a baper even ending nyesek. Watch out Lo! dinda muttered in her heart, but no doubt she was wearing that jacket to cover her cold back.

"How's elo?" tanya Dinda stared at Yoga who was standing while playing her hp.

"No problem. My skin is cut. Not like elo, peels," said the young man casually. Dinda smiled happily, a warm feeling in her heart. Yoga is indeed a good young man, although often he is nyeleneh, nyebelin, arrogant, sometimes does not care. However, it is undeniable that the young man is always there when he needs it.

People who shelter there more and more, making Dinda angled to the edge of the terrace. The cold took possession of her body even though she was wearing Yoga's jacket, but the jacket could not cover the cold caused by the rain that would somehow subside.

Aware of the splash of water hitting Dinda, Yoga turned to the left of the wife and leaned against the wall. The splashed water is no longer about Dinda, but about Yoga.

For almost an hour they waited, but the rain had not subsided. Dinda was hungry, getting cold. It was like eating the martabak that had been purchased, but his position was cornered and crowded with people making him unable to move much.

"Din, let's go home, yuk. I guess the rain will not subside either," asked Yoga.

Dinda looked at the dark sky, the rain was indeed very big and also she did not know when the rain would stop, while the night was getting late.

"Kan elo only brought one raincoat," said Dinda.

"Elo who uses. If you don't want to go home, when are we here? Elo wants to stay here? If I was ogah!" kata Yoga's. "Come on!"

"But--"

Not yet finished Dinda spoke, Yoga had already pulled the girl's hand to stand up. Dinda reflexively picked up the helmet that was beside her.

Yoga ran small towards his motorbike and immediately returned to Dinda's presence.

"It's elo pake ya." Yoga put the jacket on Dinda and the raincoat.

"Continue elo?"

"Not to worry. I told you, my skin is slippery. It will not be a problem if the rain for a while," said Yoga with a big smile.

"If so wear the jacket, yes" Pinta Dinda. He immediately opened Yoga's jacket and gave it to the young man. "Gue also does not want to bother taking care of sick babies!"

"Currently, it won't hurt. But if it hurts, there will be at least my beloved wife who takes care of me."

Dinda was embarrassed to hear that. Bizarrely.

Reckless. That's what Yoga thinks. He didn't want to see Dinda cold for much longer there. She also knew that Dinda was starving, and she didn't want Dinda to get sick from being out for too long on a rainy night like this.

"Elo sure, Ga?" ask Dinda before breaking through the rain to head for the Yoga bike.

"Rather than not knowing until when. Mending rain for a while, but until the house can be warm right?" yoga with a big smile.

Dinda agreed with that and nodded her head.

"Eh, you want to be looking for a peck and a boba?" tanya Yoga remembered the food that Dinda had mentioned. However, Dinda shook her head.

"No. Go home. I think this martabak is also cold." Dinda smiled as she shook her head.

"OKAY. Wait a minute, I have to make sure that you are safe" said Yoga. Helmet she put on Dinda's head and make sure it's locked properly. "Sorry, yes. I should have used my mom's car. So let's just be rained on here," said Yoga regretfully. He realized that he was still selfish, even though he now had a wife.

"Nothing, once in a while we play in the rain. Haven't we been riding a motorcycle while it's raining?" dinda remembers the past. Going home from school with Yoga in the heavy rain at that time, making both of them scolded by Irma and Puspa.

You should have shaded first. Why even rain? Soon will be the test, if Dinda gets sick how? You are, how would you like to have a boyfriend if you just can't take care of your own friends?

Yoga smiles when I remember that. The mother nagged it all out after seeing him piggybacking on Dinda in a drenched state.

"Come on. We're going home!"