After the First Night
Chapter 53's

Rain drops are pouring down the earth

Bring a million longings in the heart

I wanted to meet, but I was self-conscious

Don't meet, not even thinking about it is appropriate anymore

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Aisha decided to leave the park. He was also embarrassed because of the man he had met. Along the way he grumbles, nagging himself given the stranger man who suddenly appears to ruin his vent session on nature.

"Based on a crazy man! Strange man! Cooking sleeping under a tree? Why not on a tree? Let's be the waiter for the kayak om genderuwo tree or Aunt Kunti!" rutuknya upset while running the motor. Just a few kilometers he was driving, the rain fell so fast that he was forced to find a place to shelter. Right near the red light, there was a workshop that was closing. He immediately turned his bike there. The woman immediately took off her helmet, then rubbed her slightly wet clothes in the rain.

"Ah shit! What was my dream last night? I've met a crazy guy, it's raining now. Really shit!" he rubbed his wet face. The woman sat on a long bench made of simple wood there while hugging her pink helmet. Staring at the bustling streets, many motorists were stopping at red lights. While many bikers take shelter to save themselves. There were even some other bikers who took shelter with him in the empty workshop. Without Aisyah noticing, there was a pair of eyes that were watching her. The man was in a black car with the glass covered. He accidentally saw Aisyah who was in the shade.

"Isn't that the woman I met in the park?" the man scrunched his forehead and clarified his vision.

"Ah right! She's that weird girl. He had to take shelter because of the rain. Do I have to give you a ride?" he muttered as he smiled. But a few seconds later he recanted his intention.

"Ah why should I give the woman a ride? Anyway, it looks like he won't. Let it go." he said later. But after that he continued to pay attention to the woman across the street. Aisyah stood up, extending both her hands under the raindrops. Sweet smile on the face of the woman. A shady face, harboring a million sorrows and pangs.

"The woman is quite good at keeping her sadness. I know that his heart is not well." murmured the man as he stared at Aisha, who was busy enjoying the water coming down from the earth. Sometimes he closed his eyes, hoping the rain passed and the storm that hit him was lost to rain. His heart was sad and so very sick, but he still had to get up.

"Why is that woman so beautiful and sweet? Why can I praise him like this?" the man was wrong. Aisha's naturally beautiful face could distract her world.

"Although he looks annoying, but it can not be denied the woman has a strong positive aura. I'm sure he's been through a lot of painful things. He looks strong and tough. Why do I always think of him? Don't get carried away by dreams! It could be this mess." he shook his head as he continued to smile. Trying to take his eyes off the woman across there, but still occasionally glancing at Aisyah.

At the same place in a different car, Arzan and Dita happened to feel there too. The man caught Aisyah's whereabouts in that empty workshop. Arzan wants out to approach his wife but is prevented by Dita.

"What do you want?" asked Dita while blocking the man's arm.

"I have to see Aisyah. Poor him raining."

"Aren't you crazy? Do I stay at the red light for Aisyah's sake? Can be hit by people if we do not walk fitting the green light. Don't be weird, brother. You can meet him next time. Oh yeah, meet him at the trial!" the woman glared dislikes.

"But my brother, soon the lights will turn green! Don't go anywhere!" he is full of emphasis. Arzan was forced to undo his intention because before long the lights had changed color. Very forced the man continued his journey without being able to approach the wife who looked so cold. He was going home after Aisyah's room, but Dita asked to be picked up after college. Until both of them had to see Aisyah who was sheltering in the empty workshop.

"Don't ever wish you could be with Aisyah again. I'll never let that happen!" said Dita in my heart. He glanced at the man driving next to him anxiously. Smiling meaningfully, looking straight ahead. He even plans to accelerate their marriage. He did not want Arzan to change his mind and return to his wife. The woman looked at Arzan cunningly, then twitched spoiled in the man's arm. His head rested on the shoulder of his brother-in-law. Arzan looked uncomfortable and tried to stay away but could not.

"Dita, sister's driving. Please don't disturb." he said. He also felt his concentration was scant because Dita who continued to wrestle and occasionally felt his body.

"Sister, don't you miss me? Haven't we ... haven't done it in a long time? I miss big brother so much." he whined with a spoiled voice and hands that were now running everywhere.

"Stop, Dit. We could be fucked!"

"I won't stop until you say when you're going to do it with me. I miss my sister very much. I really want to feel like I have another sister. Sis, I miss you so much."

"I miss, sweat with my sister again." whispered in a sensual style. He whispered fondly in the ear of Arzan who was driving.

"Far away, Dit. Don't be like this! We could die later!" snapped Arzan pissed. Dita swung her lips and was forced to distance herself from Arzan.

"So why the hell? Ever since Aisyah knew, brother seemed to keep his distance from me. We are getting married soon and I am pregnant with my sister. I should've behaved better to Dita."

"You don't make things worse! You don't know how broken I and Aisha are because of all this."

"Yes brother don't ignore me, dong. I also want to be noticed by my brother."

"Don't expect more! I married you because of the responsibility of the child in your stomach. Not more!" Dita does not accept. He clenched both his hands in annoyance.

"Why did you say that? Didn't we do everything on the basis of liking? We do it in a conscious state!" The woman's chest rose and fell withholding emotions.

"I'm sorry, Dit. At that time brother khilaf." he said full of regret.

"What did sister say? Khilaf?" Tanya Dita couldn't believe it. Even he shook his head, turning his head back. He stared in disbelief at the man beside him.

"So, I said khilaf when my brother enjoyed it very much! Even my sister often asked again before dawn. And could it be that now brother says khilaf?"

"Truly can't be trusted!" said Dita with annoyance. He snorted very annoyed, eager to throw the face of the man beside him with the bag he was carrying. While Arzan only stared at Dita occasionally, like he had no sin.

"Suck!" as if Tita in the heart.