Call Me Rain
New Life Plan

Today Alula will finish all her affairs, the longer the delay will be the more burdensome it will be to leave the house that lately has good memories for her.

This morning the sun was so good, its light warmed the heart that it began to feel frozen.

Alula walked out the gate, her goal is now the boutique owned by Bu Nuning.he will give the final design results.

"It's a pity, even though after you join the Mother team, boutique orders are growing." Ms. Nuning regretted Alula's decision to stop working there.

"Yes ma'am, how else." regretted Alula.

"I'm sorry that as long as I've worked here, I've made mistakes or even made mistakes."

"One of them was because of my delay in sending out the design." Alula grimaces.shame it feels to Bu Nuning, because he can not be a good coworker for other employees.His busy at school lately made him negligent in work.

"It's okay, I understand. You also have to learn."

"So, this is the last money I gave you ?" Ms. Nuning thrust a white envelope at Alula.

Alula nodded obediently "Once again apologize ma'am." he said sincerely.

"It's okay, it means that now I've lost my flagship designer dong." slurping Bu Nuning with his regretful face.

"I'm still learning Mom, not too clever yet. still playing rough" Alula said in her laugh.

Alula was relieved, as she was able to finish her business with Bu Nuning and farewell to the boutique owner.

Unexpectedly, there he met Gweny who had just come. The atmosphere was suddenly awkward, for some reason he felt uncomfortable at this time. Gweny as he did not know.

Alula returned home when the sun began to rise. The kitchen is the goal, the throat feels dry after walking under the hot sun.Taken glass from the storage cupboard, the kitchen is the goal, the esophagus feels dry after walking under the hot sun, he immediately poured a glass of water and then drank it, until the water in the toilet was not there.

"Mom, where's Mama ?" his tanyanya on Mbak Sri who just came carrying a container full of mangoes that look just picked.

"After neng, same mang Ujang."

Mbak Sri seemed to think before returning to say "Again niis (ngadem) he said." he said hesitantly, because what he mentioned was Sundanese language that was not understood by him.

"Yes, I went there first, Ma'am."

Alula left Mbak Sri who is now moving some mangoes into another container.

He was glued to the doorway, staring at Mama Indri who was relaxing on the Gazebo while enjoying the fresh fruit of Mang Ujang harvest. Alula was hesitant whether she could convey her intentions to Mama Indri.

"Ma," called Alula as she got in front of the gazebo.

"Dear, sit here." Mama Indri patted right blank beside her.

"Cobain deh, mango crops Mang Ujang just now. sweet taste, there is asem-asemnya. seger deh. suitable midday gini eat that seger-seger." Mama Indri put her shoulders together as she felt the fruit she ate was sour.

"Yes Ma, thank you." said Alula sincerely, he took one piece of fruit in the plate.

"Someday, I'm gonna miss Mama."

Alula's speech made Mama Indri stop her chewing, then look at her.

"You .. ?" mama Indri's forehead looked cringing.

Alula nodded obediently "Iyaa Ma, maybe tomorrow or the day after." she replied in a soft tone, not wanting to make Mama Indri feel sad.

"Are you serious ?" mama Indri asked again.

Alula had mentioned about her move to Bandung, but at that time, Mama Indri did not take her seriously.

"I'm sorry Ma, I can't be a good boy for you yet." Alula looked at the middle-aged woman who had been her adoptive parents for three years.

Mama Indri shook her head.

"You're the best, you're the best kid." Mama Indri hugged Alula's body, held her tightly as if she did not want to lose her daughter's figure again.

"Why should I go, why not just here with Mama" Mama Indri heard sobbing behind her back.

"If I could be Ma, I'd stay here with Mama, but, if I stay here, it's gonna hurt a lot when I see my loved ones with other people." alula said in her heart.

"I miss Mom's house, want to stay there again. spend time taking care of dad." Alula smiles.

And again, he has a dream to realize the wishes of the Mother who has not been realized.he wants to fight alone, and prove to others that he is able to stand alone without the help of others.

"Did you love Mama ? you don't consider your Mom your mother ?" Mama Indri shrank the corner of her watery eyes.

"Mama is the best, Mama is the best Mom" said Alula imitated the style of Mama Indri's speech a moment ago.

"I love Mama." Alula hugged Mama Indri's body tightly.

"Do you know ?" mama Indri asked shortly after she let go of her embrace.

Alula shook her head, since Mirza's engagement that day, she had never met her brother again. mirza's busyness in the office as a new manager makes her have to get used to leaving for the office early and returning home when it is night.

At night when Alula was putting some of her stuff in the suitcase, she accidentally found a small photo falling between the books.

He took a piece of the photo, and gasped at the sight of it. The old photo was eaten by age.In the photo printed clearly a girl posed in front of the doll shop while tightly hugging a Barbie doll. the girl smiled displaying her toothless tooth beside her stood one adult man who was also smiling.The smile is still the same despite his age is no longer young.

It was a picture of her with Abhi's father attending a meeting with her co-workers, or rather a photo of Alula and Mirza first meeting.

Alula stared at the picture, reminiscing about her encounter with Mirza, when a hand slapped her shoulder.

"Hawkins.."

"Dad ?" Alula hurriedly slipped the photo into the pile of books.

"Have you finished ?" asked Abhi's father who was still standing on the doorstep.

"A little more Dad, why?" alula's forehead frowned as Abhi's father entered the room. Dad asked her to sit in bed.

"What reason do you want to move to Bandung is this ?" Abhi's father handed him a book.

Alula was stunned, she took the book from Dad.it was her book, of course she knew what was in the book.

"This .. is not what you think it is" Alula said, trying to explain.

"Did Lula like Emir?" guess Abhi's father was right on target.The article in the book, there are many sketches of Mirza's face, as well as some heart drawings he painted next to him.

"Dad .." Alula looked at Dad's face.

"Jawab alone." firmly father made Alula back stunned.

"Yes Dad." Alula bowed.

"But, Lula doesn't dare Dad. Lula realized, Lula is no one. Brother Gweny is the perfect girl for brother."

"That's why you cried that night ?"

Alula felt cornered, how could Abhi's father know if he was crying, but he was as strong as possible to hold back his tears so as not to decay that time.

"Dad, look at everything, son." Abhi's father held Alula in his arms.

Apparently that night Abhi's father had already returned to the pavilion, he saw everything.although he could not hear what Alula said as he cried and sobbed in Martin's arms.

It hurt so much to see the only daughter crying how she could let it all go. Abhi's father sighed deeply.

"I'm sorry dad .." said Dad.

"Because Dad can't give you a decent life" he continued without letting go of his grip.

Alula shook her head,

"It's not Dad's fault that fate made us this way."

Dad let go of his grip.

"Again, Lula is still not old enough to understand all of these dads." Alula smiled bitterly, she was not even 19 years old, but had dared to think of love.

Alula clasped Dad's skinny hand, she stared fixedly at the face that was now beginning to age.

"We're starting a new life there Dad. Help Lula to realize Mom's dream."

Dad smiled full day, this one daughter was never desperate. always wanted to give the best for her loved ones.

The father rubbed the top of Alula's head, feeling relieved because in the end he could see her son growing up.

"Be a father's son who never despair."

"Always make others happy."

"Father pray, may all Lula's wishes be achieved."

"Thank you Dad." Alula smiles.

Now he has to get used to living only with his father.

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