Call Me Rain
The Plain Child

This morning Mirza came down from her room and found a quiet, deserted house uninhabited.ah yes, there was only herself and Alula at home. Mama, Papa and Pak Abhi will only return later in the afternoon with Mbak Sri who returned from the village with Mang Ujang.

Mirza circulated her gaze looking for the figure of the little girl who last night made her sleep feel unwell. He went to the television room, but the television was dead and did not find Alula there.

Then, he looked into the living room, front porch, and finally to the kitchen.but the figure of the girl he called as adek he did not find it too. he went to the back, too, the same, no one. Where is he? is he still sleeping?

Mirza also walked to Alula's room which was not far from the living room, where she first came to the house.

Geck..

Geck..

Geck..

"Dec, are you still sleeping?" there was no answer from the inside. Mirza was astonished, because she did not usually sleep until this afternoon.

Mirza's forehead frowned "Is she really still sleeping?" muttered.

"Sir, awake! let's have breakfast first." Mirza knocked on Alula's door again, but there was no answer from the inside.

By force, Mirza opened the door to Alula's room which turned out to be unlocked, and sure enough, Alula was still rolling with her blanket.

"Dek, get up, come on down. an. "Mirza's words stopped when she saw the beautiful face of the girl she called adek it looks pale. her pink lips are now dry, dry, his tiny body shivered, with cold sweat as big as a corn seed on his forehead.

"Bang." she says.

Since last night, he had felt unwell because of the rain.plus the nightmare he had experienced, made Alula return to her stepfather and made him unable to close his eyes.

Drowning Alula grabbed Mirza's hand "I'm afraid" she said in a soft, almost inaudible voice.

"Dec, why are you decking?" frantically and without discomfort he wiped the sweat on Alula and he was surprised to find Alula's body was hot.

"Your face shoots a baget." Mirza tried to sit Alula down, then she reached for a glass of drinking water on the nightstand.

"Drink first! " squeaked.

With a slightly trembling hand Alula grabbed the glass from Mirza's hand. "Let me help you" Mirza said when she saw Alula holding her glass in distress.

"Duh, you why can be sick anyway deck, must be because of the rain-hujannan last night. I call Mama first yeah."

But Alula prevented him "Don't bang ! I don't want to make them worry.I'm fine." he said weakly, trying to smile.

"But you also made me worry deck!"

Mirza was really confused about what to do. The reason is, this is the first time he faced a sick person alone.

"I'm okay bang." Alula was convincing.

For a moment Mirza seemed to think of something,

"That's it, wait here!" he shouted, then walked out of the room.

It didn't take long for him to return with two sanwich loaves stored on a plate and a large box bearing P3K.

"Eat first, the ashes eat medicine" Mirza said as she thrust out a plate filled with bread and her hands turned on the P3K box to look for heat-relieving drugs.

"Udah, sleep again!" mirza exclaimed after seeing Alula had eaten the sanwich bread and taken her medicine.

Mirza was about to get out of the room, but a faint sound made her stop her steps.

"Bao.. " Mirza looked, though,

"Thank you." with a faint smile on his pale face. Mirza just smiled and nodded in response.

After Mirza's death, Alula re-energized herself.His bright eyes stared at the ceiling of her room.

"Which woman tries the non-baper, gets that kind of attention." Alula spoke to herself.

"Ah, maybe brother just pity me because I'm sick" he continued.

Mirza's attitude is always sweet on him, in fact gives a tremendous effect because with an instant able to recover his weak body.

Meanwhile, Mirza returned to the dinner table, and ate her breakfast.Just as she finished her last meal, the sound of a loud house bell made her forehead frown.

"Who?" he muttered, he felt he had no appointment with anyone today.he glanced at the clock hanging on the kitchen wall, which showed at 9 am.

"Who met this early in the morning" he said as he stepped towards the door.

However, instead of welcoming warmly, he instead evicted the guest before he could enter the house.

"Galak very much you, breakfast mercon yah just now." Marko who came with Martin did not care about the ravings of the owner of the house.

"You do think you have to meet early in the morning to the house of people.where not bring anything else." said Mirza while sitting himself on a sofa.

"Gue bring do'a." Marko sneaked into the house.Their proximity to the Mahesa family made them feel uneasy again.

"Know, it's still early in the morning too.again the tambourine, I'm built." grumbled Martin who is now sitting next to the sofa occupied by Mirza.

"For the first time, it's almost noon." Marko.

"The two of you when you want to advance if this hour is still lying down" he continued, pointing to his two friends alternately.

"Sultan mah freely." said Martin who now settles himself on the sofa.

"Broast you, I'm the only one whose property will not run out seven derivatives of seven climbs is not arrogant." with pride Marko patted his chest, but he was also boasting himself.

Mirza sneered "Lu style, where there are rich people hitchhiking to eat in the way of people's celebration."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm the eighth derivative so it's not part."

"Kamvretti..."

"Damn it.. "

They also chuckle together.The arrival of Marko and Martin at least makes the atmosphere of the house no longer quiet.

"Gue forgot my purpose here."

Martin's forehead frowned "What do you want?"

"Nengokin neng fairy." she answered confidently.

"Know where you are, is I sick?"

Marko put both his hands on his chest, before saying "My feelings are telling" he said softly.

Makes Mirza shake her head "Don't you who swore I was sick. Honestly you." he accused.

"Astagfirullah.your sin slanders an innocent child like me."

"Poloss is already rich gini, how rich does it try?" They also returned to laughing.

"A very quiet house, where?" martin asked as their laughter subsided.

"Everything out of town, Sister Sri also returned home."

Marko's eyes were round, "So, you're just alone with fairies?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"Why?" Mirza's forehead again frowned.

"God... " Marko shook his head,

"Great boy" he said later with sparkling eyes.

Fortunately on the table there is only a place for tisue, if only there is a vase of flowers, it may have landed on Marko at that time.

"What the hell do you think ?" mirza spray.

But Marko did not answer, the sound of greetings from outside the house distract the three men.

"Assynolt,"

"Excuse me, is Alula there ?" said a long-haired girl standing at the door.

"lu? you're not.. Why are you here?" not Mirza, but Marko who welcomed the arrival of the long-haired girl.

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. Happy readding's.. 😊

Who is the long haired girl who came ?

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