
The moon adorns the night sky. The stars glitter with the moon. Time to rest from the exhaustion of activity.
But some are still wandering outside. Of course because only at night they can walk around on weekdays. The rest are only people who want to fill the stomach before going to bed.
Like these two human children who are still continuing to eat. More precisely Nindia who had not finished her meal. Arya had even cleaned her hands.
Arya watched the girl for a long time. How to eat it, its moving mouth chews food. All were noticed by the man.
When the mother said they were like newlyweds, she was not angry at all. He laughed amusedly. How could her 25-year-old self be said to be a couple of young girls like Nindia.
Uhuk uhuk
Nindia coughed loudly when she accidentally met Arya. He immediately grabbed a drink beside him. Drink greedily to the toilet.
A few drops of water flowed between the lips. Moisturize her small chin. He tried to wipe the remaining water with his hands.
"Slowly, you won't stay" said Arya gave a tissue to clean Nindia's mouth.
The girl received the tissue given by Arya. His cheeks were red for nothing. Not necessarily, the man was really looking at her. Who knew something was on his face, right?
He looked away and continued eating. No talks were made. Nindia saw the night sky getting late, but even more people passed by.
"How old are you, by the way, Nin?" arya asked because she was bored to be quiet. He was curious about the age of this girl who had been investigated.
Nindia first swallows the food that is still in the mouth. Then he said, "Nindia's age is 18."
"Still very young. Sorry, you used to be mean to you," said Arya again sincerely.
Nindia shook her head then started to smile widely. "No papa brother. It's only natural that you're worried about Aya. Nindia is also sometimes worried that Nin's sister is colonized by people," Nindia said again.
The girl washes her hands in a bowl of warm water. Take some tissue. The girl placed her former meal in the corner of the table so that the seller was easy to pick up.
Waiting a few minutes for Arya. Only the regained dominance among them. Aya who tried to find air because of the glut, while Arya who stared at the crowded street.
"You going home now?" asked Arya who was given a nod by Nindia. Both of them rushed outside and got on the bike to go home.
Whether it was cloudy from the beginning, or their fate is not good, the rain fell just like that. Arya pulled her bike over under the closed shophouse.
"Ah, we can't break through if it suddenly rains like this" Arya said, giving understanding to Nindia.
"And soon we shall be home" complained Nindia.
The girl raised her hand to catch the rain drops. The water was so cold it flowed between his fingers.
At first, the two were silent without a sound. However, Arya recalled their previous conversation. Rather than being cold due to the temperature of the sound and awkwardness, it is better to look for a topic of conversation right?
Nindia nodded her head. His hands were clinging to one another, dispelling the cold that was beginning to come. Arya looked towards the girl beside her when she did not get an answer.
Seeing Nindia who was cold, the man rushed to take the jacket that was in the back seat of the motorcycle. It seems he remembers leaving his leather jacket when he was going to serve this bike.
After getting what she was looking for, Arya put on Nindia's frail shoulder. The girl looked to the right where Arya was. He thanked me for feeling better.
"Nindia has a sister. Same age as Aya." Nindia answered rather long after feeling warmer.
The wind mixed with rain water hit Nindia's face. His hair was covered with the girl's face. Arya laughed and helped to marginalize that hair. Tuck some hair into the ear.
"You should be very close to Aya." Arya still chuckled softly as the girl had not finished tidying her hair, the wind again exhaled her.
"They even have the same nature," said Nindia laughing at the memories with her sister.
Both have the same age and exact nature. That's why he feels comfortable with Aya. It's just that Sasha has a bigger stature compared to Arya's sister.
Suddenly he felt claustrophobic because he remembered coming out in the village. The girl missed her home. He wants to go home, but he has to work. He held back as many tears as he could.
The rain began to stop with Nindia's heart that began to be depressed. Arya invites the girl to come home soon. The man was afraid that if too long outside it would cause a fever.
The two took the motorcycle back home. Coinciding with them at the gate, Wildan's car also stopped behind him. They finally got in together.
Nindia permission to clean up first. Arya who was also hit by the rain breezed into the room. He did not want to get sick again, when he had just recovered from his diarrhea.
In the room Nindia began to take off any clothes that were attached to the body. Turn on the warm water and soak for a while. To feel any warmth that makes it comfortable.
The girl started to sob. Tears melted on his thin cheeks. He really misses home. He wanted to feel his mother's embrace again.
Even though Arya is no longer ignorant and annoying, every child must miss the house where he grew up. Where he plays and begins to learn everything in life.
He wiped the tears that flowed. He is like an ungrateful man. It is easy in a job that considers it a family member. Where else could he find a house this warm.
Tok
The sound of knocking on the door sounded faint. Nindia got up and moved quickly to change clothes. As he opened the door, Aya's face made the girl smile again.
The teenager was carrying a cup of warm tea on his lap. Nindia accepted it happily and began to drink it with an airy heart. He has to survive for Sasha's future.
Elsewhere, Arya had just finished her bath. He broke his body and looked at the ceiling. His heart was racing when he remembered all about Nindia.
He shook his head several times disappearing the shadow of the girl. How could he possibly like a girl who was not even 20 years old.
It seems like he would go crazy if he kept this up. Turning to the right and to the left tried to cast away the shadow of Nindia in her brain. The man covered his entire face and tried to sleep. Welcoming tomorrow, hoping to calm her heart.