Call Me Rain
Melancholy

The time showed at 12 pm when Mama Indri looked out the window of her room. The rain had begun to subside, leaving only water droplets on the leaves, but the air felt increasingly piercing her body. The middle-aged woman wearing a silk nightshirt with a thick jacket covering her body looked very agitated and worried waiting for the child who had not come.

No one accompanied him there. Pa Sanjaya is still out of town, while the housekeeper seems to have fallen asleep. Previously he decided to sleep, but somehow he could not close his eyes considering the only child had not come home. he went back to the living room, waiting for the arrival of the child who had already reported his return.

But it has been almost 2 hours his favorite child has not yet appeared. The distance from the martabak shop to his house is not too far away, Mirza should have been back since. Mama Indri paced from the living room to the family room.before long heard the gate open, and the roar of the machine entered her yard. Mama Indri ran small towards the main door.

"Astaghfirulloh's chat... GUSTII.... Emiii." His eyes widened when the door opened. as he remembered he only ordered a portion of sweet martabak earlier, should all Mirza brought was a swish pouch containing martabak not a sling. ehh no, this is not martabak but..

"Well, you're just a sweet martabak pesen, why did you come with a sweet girl?" his reflection on the child with a half-snapping tone. he rent Mirza's ears, no matter the appearance of his shabby son soaked.Hair that was originally polished so neat now looks chaotic.

"Ampuuun Ma, don't be angry ! dengerin Emir." pinta Mirza grimacingly found the jewels in her ears.

"What have you done Emiiirr? why this girl? you what's he? meet where you are with him? hurry up and answer the Emir!" Mama Indri asked Mirza questions, she was constantly fretting and even pinching Mirza's stomach.

"Sick Ma.. Mama diem first ma ! one-one if it is ! kasian he fainted." Mirza's breath stinged. From his face he seemed already unable to hold the weight in his hand. Well, although small, the girl's body was quite heavy.plus the body of Mirza who had started to shiver in the cold.

Mama Indri began to calm down a little. she noticed the girl, like a stranger to her. Her face was slightly covered by wet hair that was scattered forward. Mama Indri brushed the hair that covered the girl's face, her eyes back wide.he remembered, very remembered.the girl who a few weeks ago he had met, even he had admired the girl's freshness.

"Alula?" he said softly, he convinced himself if it was true that the girl was the girl he meant "Right, this is Alula."

"Mom know him?" Mirza was a little surprised by this coincidence, but she was also a little relieved that the mother recognized this girl.

"Cepet bring him in!" Mama Indri did not heed the question of the child.

"From that to' !" his gerrick.

"Don't say much about you, take him to the guest room!" Mama Indri pushed Mirza's body into the house.

"Who knows what it is, knows how heavy! where it's cold again, soaking gini." Mirza quickly took Alula to the guest room with a mouth that did not stop grumbling at the mother.

After arriving at the guest room, Mirza put Alula's body on the bed, she pulled the blanket and covered her cold body.

"Wait ! let mama change her clothes first ! kasian, he's gonna have a fever." Mama Indri prevents Mirza from covering Alula's body.

"What's there to do with a change of clothes?" asked Mirza while watching the body drooping on the bed and then alternately looked at the Mama.

"Why? you think your mama's shirt doesn't fit on Alula's cake? you want to say fat mama? " said Mama Indri who looks like her son does not like to be seen like that.

"What's this entry anyway, that sensian?" he doesn't realize he's been more sensitive lately.

Mama Indri just grunted

"Wait for what else to come out ! change your clothes too ! soaking wet it is already rich in sincerity" said Mama Indri

"Which planet speaks sincerity?" grunts while stepping out of the room.

After she finished changing clothes Alula, Mama Indri came out of the room to meet Mirza who also just finished changing her clothes.he walked to the kitchen to get drinking water.

"His martabak was left behind in the car, Emir took it first." he rushed out of the house to the car that was still wet with the remnants of rain on his hood. taken his frictional pouch with a pack of martabak dus inside, then he returned to the kitchen.Mama Indri himself was seen sitting in a chair next to the dining table.

"sorry the Emir went home later." Mirza said with a regretful tone.he opened the hammer and thrust it at the Mama. Mama Indri smiled warmly looking at the face of her favorite child.

"Where is she ma? still fainted ?" he asked with a worried tone.although Mirza is notoriously indifferent to women, he never had the heart to see women persecuted.

"It looks like he's soybean Mir, his body lemes also rich have no energy. nyampe ga get up fitting mama change her clothes." Mama Indri devoured the cold martabak brought by Mirza. Even though the clock had shown past midnight, the woman did not stop chewing.although the hammer was cold, still she ate it greedily, but she did not stop chewing, either hungry or excited.

"Thank God she's okay . Mama knows the kid?" Mirza pointed at the guest room door with her chin.

"Mama had met at all Alula at that time at the house stopover Bu Indah, Mama kasian with her. she said she again nyari her biological father Mir." Mama Indri's face changed softly, Mama Indri changed, he recalled the story of Beautiful Mother about Alula. somehow saw Alula, his heart suddenly felt melancholy. when he only met her once.what because he had lost his daughter, because he had lost his daughter, or indeed Mama Indri has a sincere heart.

"Where did you meet him Mir?" ask her then without stopping her eating activities.

Mirza also told the beginning he was stuck in traffic because of the traffic that caused the vehicle to pile up, plus the road inundated with rain water that forced Mirza to find a shortcut.

but unfortunately Mirza chose a quiet street no vehicle that passed until his eyes were fixed on a car parked on the road boat.

Mirza sharpened her vision when she saw a girl wearing a hodie to cover her head.The girl was being dragged by a man to be put in the parked car. the girl was endlessly shouting for help in a weak-sounding voice.

Mirza unceasingly honked, but the man did not heed her at all. Mirza, who noticed the irregularity, got out of the car and hit the man with a little of the skill she had learned. Yes, Mirza is an expert in martial arts.

"How is that guy now?" Mama Indri was a little worried about hearing her son's story.how not, some time ago her son was also in danger.

"It looks like it has been secured by police Ma. Emir's car passed the police car, then the Emir told the police everything."

"Hopefully it's safe!" after quite a long conversation, they finally decided to rest considering the time had passed from midnight.

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