Call Me Rain
Bonus Chapters

The boisterous sound of laughter echoed in the living room of the Sanjaya Mahesa residence. Marko and Marsha who had visited this morning unceasingly disturbed the entire host.

Mama Indri to dizziness himself pay attention to the behavior of the two twin grandchildren, daughter-in-law and her best friend. Pa Sanjaya broke away, entered his private room.

"So, what's the concept like?" alula asked when Marsha asked her to make a dress for her wedding reception later.

"I want to kayak princess, yes" Marsha replied for the umpteenth time. I don't know why Alula is currently feeling so upset. Since then the talk of Marsha was not even in his invigoration.

Alula nodded her head, as if understanding. But before long, the woman repeated the same question.

"You have an idea to make me a dress like what? you know what I am, you know what my type is." Alula nodded her head without taking off the pencil and sketchbook in her hand.

"If aunty gets married, who will Kiki play with?" suddenly Shaki approached and sat on Marsha's lap. The boy is indeed very close to Marsha, although Marsha often pretends to be ugly and fierce, but Shaki still loves him.

"Kiki's got Bang Shaka. Play with him." Shaki still put on a pouting face. Until Marsha pinched her cheek because she felt anxious.

"If aunty doesn't marry, Kiki won't have a bang. How's dong?" marsha Goda.

"Bang Shaka sometimes sneaks, Kiki likes to fight, Mama's fight." Alula who heard the conversation could only shake.

"If aunty's married, Kiki has a bangs?" I saw the curious face of the five-year-old.

"Yes dong, aunty will make a lot of pondering for Kiki." Marsha smiled displaying a row of her white teeth.

"Gee ... Kiki wants to, Kiki wants to. Kiki can make it too?" shaki asked with his innocent face.

Alula who heard him could only laugh, while Marsha grimaced, not knowing what to answer.

"Can't do it, make it the same as Om Marko." Suddenly Marko and Mirza come after both of them spend each of them a cup of coffee on the back porch.

"Don't want it, Kiki wants it."

"Kiki's got a kid, can't–"

"Don't make my son's brain dirty." Mirza sat herself down beside Alula, then briefly kissed the top of her head.

"Well, far away!" Alula drives Mirza to sit away from her. "Awas, don't sit! this is a Hadian from Mulan tofu!" circus Alula when Mirza accidentally occupied the beautiful dress she wore.

"Why the hell?"

"Far away ah."

"Jeez ... Why the hell?" Mirza is upset, as Alula keeps pushing her away.

"You stink."

Mirza's forehead frowned, why did Alula say she smelled? she had just taken a shower two hours ago.

"I took a shower, baby. You know that."

"Jude, stay away." Alula glares at him when Mirza approaches him again.

Inevitably Mirza shifted her sitting position, her face looked irritated, eager to curse, but helpless when the wife told her to. That's how it is now.

"Good morning" the greeting came from two uninvited guests.

"For your eyes, it's almost magrib." Marko chants Martin's greeting. The man comes with Risma who since Mirza's wedding starts to get close to her.

"Currently, it's only eleven. Your eyes are a little one." Without being told, Martin and Risma sat on one of the couches there.

"Whispering you on, my son is still a kid." Mirza pointed at Shaki who was still sitting on Marsha's lap.

"You're the same, Bang," Alula joked.

"Hehe .. sorry for that." Mirza grimacing.

"This isn't it?" Alula showed her pictures to Marsha. "It's a Cinderella dress" she said.

"Good, but I think it's less shaky. I want it like a princess."

"Just like, Cinderella's a princess, right?" Alula does not like it.

"Yes but, kan–."

"What are you, she said she wanted to kayak princess. Cinderella is also a princess, right? You want to say my picture is ugly? yeah, I'm not a great designer." Alula snorted in annoyance. Then he went to the kitchen where Mama Indri and Mbak Sri were cooking. Shaka who was eating a plate of grapes at the dinner table, also Pa Sanjaya who had just sat back and enjoyed coffee with newspaper in hand.

Both Marsha, Marko, Mirza and everything in the living room were beaming at each other. As if asking, what happened to Alula today?

"Haiyah, Sa. Why not," muttered Risma who was sitting not far from him.

Marko looked at Alula's departure, then asked Mirza. "Here you why?"

Mirza just shrugged, "Gue doesn't know, it's been so easy lately. You see, in deketin just don't want him."

"Again the moon" Marsha said, making Mirza think of something.

While in the kitchen, Alula immediately took one bottle of cold water in the refrigerator. For some reason, his chest was hot and eager to hit someone until his anger subsided.

Alula was sitting in one of the chairs at the table eating. she downed the cold water until she was out.His breath was breathless, trying to control her emotions.

"Why, baby?" The rubbing on his shoulder made Alula turn her head.

Mama Indri was standing next to him. But instead of answering, Alula was pensive, then sobbing.

"Eh, what's wrong with you?"

"Huhuhu...." Alula is getting sobbing.

"MIR! EMIR." Mama Indri yelled out to Mirza.

Shaka who saw the mother crying came closer. "Mama why?" The boy's face looked worried.

"What's up, Ma?" asked Mirza when she reached the kitchen, she saw Alula who was crying as she wrapped her hands around Mama Indri's waist.

"I-I don't know, I don't knowuu." Alula cried. He removed his hand from Mama Indri's waist, turned on Mirza's neck which was now crouching, making himself parallel to Alula's position sitting on the chair.

Mirza felt that there was something strange about Alula's attitude. His wife does not usually look fragile.

"Ma?" Mirza turned to Mama Indri with a frowning forehead.

"What are you doing to him?" accuse Mama Indri of making Mirza tick.

"Emir did not say anything Ma, supah. Lately he's been weird. Angry. I didn't want to hang out, now I'm going to go gini until I'm nyekik." Mirza's face had already turned red due to Alula's tightly coiled arms around her neck.

"Honey, baby, it's crying! lelatin first! You want to kill your husband?" Mama Indri's words made Alula loosen her arms.

Everyone who witnessed it just stared at each other, feeling strange with Alula's behavior.

"Darling, when was the last month?"

Alula who had originally lowered her head, now looked up. Staring at Mama Indri with a frowning forehead.

"Mm .. I forgot, Ma." That answer made the twinkle of Mama Indri's eyes change. The woman walked to one of the tables close to the bathroom. After taking something from the desk drawer, Mama Indri returned with a little smile.

"Will it be four months, but forget when the moon will come. You guys are how it is, like just making a doang. But never be careful so what not," said Mama Indri after arriving in front of Alula.

"It." Mama Indri thrusting an object. Alula knew it, and she used it. "Try it!" Alula immediately took the object in Mama Indri's hand, then she went to the bathroom.

Mirza herself still looks confused, she really does not know what objects Mama gave to Alula.

After waiting for almost five minutes, Alula came out with tears in her eyes.

"Why again, baby? What did you give my wife, Ma?"

Instead of answering Mirza's question, Mama Indri approached Alula instead. "Where?"

"I'm pregnant." Alula's cry broke as she thrust out a small object, which was a testpack with two red lines on Mama Indri.

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Whoa."

Everyone cheered, as if they had received the happiest news.

"Gue still did not expect, it turns your speech into reality." Marko laughed seeing Mirza's surprised face. The man recalled his chat with Mirza and Martin years ago at their favorite cafe. Marko recalled, if Mirza ever said if her little sister had acted, then soon she would have given birth. The man shuddered in horror.

"Honey, you want to have a dick" Marsha whispered to Shaka and Shaki who were standing not far from her.

"What?"

"Ye, ye've got a cutie, yeee..."