Endless
One Umbrella

🌠Away from Quran\=Rapuh & Hampa🌠

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Khanaya was standing next to his motorbike, looking around, the sky looked blackened.

"Astagfirullah, where don't laugh anymore his coat..." Guman Khanaya's

"if it had rained on the road can be soaked, where it is cloudy again" Guman Khanaya again

"just take a taxi, ma'am, it's very dark cloudy." said the security guard.

"yes, sir, I put the bike again yes sir, I ordered a taxi online aja dech.." replied Khanaya.

"the key let us hold Mom, guaranteed safe kok Bu.." replied one of the guards.

Tin.. Tin

The sound of a car horn, Khanaya and the two guards turned to the source of the sound

The car glass door was opened

"Come in, let me drop off." said Arga.

"i ordered a taxi online, sir." replied Khanaya

"hunting has entered, let me deliver, soon fall rain water." said Arga again.

"yes ma'am, same Mr. Arga, here's the key Mom, the bike is safe with us...."

Khanaya handed over the keys to the security guard, and Khanaya got into the Arga car.

After the seatbelt was installed, Arga also carried out his car to the residence of Khanaya, not long after the rain fell.

"Sorry sir again have to take care of Mr. Arga." said Khanaya

"no one feels bothered... oh yes tomorrow so want to join Gani see Ayu and her child...??" ask Arga

"In the Shayah of Allah, it may come to Artika later." replied Khanaya

"i'll pick you up tomorrow, we'll go together... Artika can also be invited." said Arga

"hmmm. but sir..."

"it's not good if we go alone, later the impression of his secretary and boss does not get along.." reply Arga, Arga, whether that was the real reason or just an excuse for being embarrassed to openly hijack, only Arga knew his intention

"alright sir." pasrah Khanaya.

Suddenly Khanaya's phone rang.

it says her name - Riana - on her mobile screen

"My uncle can pick up the phone first sir...??" khanaya

"please, who knows is important." answered Arga with eyes focused forward, because heavy rain makes the streets a bit fuzzy and he must be super focused.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh Na.." Greetings Kanaya

"Waallaikumusallam Nay... How else?? back yet??" ask Riana

"more on the road, heavy rain so it can not be fast." replied Khanaya

"Nay tomorrow night the children are gathered together, just so happened to Bayu again here, can...??" ask Riana

"Wood again here...??" ask Khanaya and look at Arga at a glance, Arga's forehead seems a little shriveled that Bayu's name is called

"yes, there is a project here, we can gather together." replied Riana.

"where do you want to gather..??" ask Khanaya

"in your house, yes, miss the same mother's cooking." replied Riana.

Hearing the word kangen mother's cooking made Khanaya laugh at a glance

"ok..later Naya told mom that you want to gather at home and kangen also the same mother's cooking." replied Khanaya.

"means ok yeah, tomorrow night...??" Riana made sure

"ok.." replied Khanaya.

"Wood...here...??" ask Arga when the phone is disconnected

"yes sir, friends tomorrow night at home gathering, Mr. Arga if you want to follow, yesterday did not have time to coffee with Bayu.." replied Khanaya.

"maybe, it's your event and school meetings first...??" ask Arga

"yes you may sir, I also want to plan the children of the planning division..."

"hmmm.. ok dech.." reply Arga.

Arga's car stopped right in front of Khanaya's house.

"Wait here, don't come down first." Arga said.

Arga grabbed the umbrella in the back seat.

Arga got out of the car with an umbrella, went to the car door where Khanaya was sitting, and opened it.

"Come out, go inside...??" said Arga

not just want to inside, but Arga's attitude this time is enough to make Khanaya a little wrong behavior in his make.

Arga's left hand was holding the handle of the umbrella, and Arga's right hand was right at the top of the car door, becoming a fortress to keep Khanaya from getting knocked out.

"pak Arga does not need to get like this, I can run for a while." said Khanaya when he stood parallel to Arga.

"i've let me drop to the terrace.if at last standing here we can still be basic." said Arga, actually he is also no less pounding in his current position.

Khanaya's heart seemed to be coming out of his nest, but he tried to control it by walking in tandem with one Umbrella.

"Sir Arga didn't stop by...??" ask Khanaya when she is on the porch

"greetings to Dad and Mom, I'll just go straight, tomorrow at 10 I pick up yes, because I have to find a gift first." reply Arga and Khanaya can only nod their heads.

When Arga was gone, Khanaya immediately took a deep breath while touching his chest, in feeling his heart rhythm is very tight.

"cie in between, one more umbrella..." Goda Artika while patting her brother's shoulder

"so look at the story." while hammering Artika's ears covered in hijab.

"tea pain.. not just looking, but look from behind the glass." replied Artika.

"it's both non. it's hard..."

"often it rains, tea, let in between continue.." Goda Artika again.

"you are the deck." - furious Khanaya but unfortunately Artika has been driven to her room, she said,

Khanaya headed to her room, and immediately cleaned up.

There was a big question actually, but there was no way he could have said it.

Arga's attitude outside work hours is actually quite disturbing, but he can't possibly question it all directly to Arga.

Khanaya tried to shake off all that, there was a fear of repeating itself.

Wishing for the uncertain is painful.

The wound was bloodless, but it was enough to render him helpless.

What happened was once enough and he won't want to do it again.

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