
In the middle of the night Ran woke up, his throat felt dry, there was only an empty teapot on the nightstand. Ran glanced at Guren who was sleeping face down. “He spent it?” Ran muttered, as he remembered the teapot was still full before Ran went to sleep.
There is no other option, although lazy but dry throat is very disturbing Ran. He lowered his legs to the floor, feeling cold to the point of making Ran raise his legs again.
“Sandalku to where?” Ran traces the view in the dim room, rubbing the eyes to reduce blur. But Ran still had not found his sandals, he sighed rudely, a little annoyed actually.
Want to not want Ran to keep stepping on the cold floor. It lyrics the window whose curtains are not closed, out there—angin almost toppled the trees, dark sky also occasionally brightened by flashes covered by clouds.
There will soon be a storm.
As if hypnotized, Ran headed closer to the window, opening it wide until the wind came in so fiercely tore down Ran's long hair.
“Uwah.” Ran's lips lifted into a smile, he liked the atmosphere like this.
“Ran!”
Brak!
Guren came to close the window, then lightning shot into the tree not far from the window.
“What are you doing?!” guren was furious. It was very dangerous, Ran almost hit by a lightning strike from a tree branch very close. Look even the tree is now on fire, igniting the fire as the electricity goes out evenly.
Guren's breath seemed difficult he exhaled, his eyes looked at Ran who was staring at him. The light from the fire in the tree, helping them to be able to see each other.
“A-aku—”
“Jeez you this.” Guren rubbed his face rough. “Don't do that again during a storm, there are trees near you!”
Tears fell from his eye patch, his heart ached once Guren snapped at him like that. “I want to take drinking water earlier,” Ran softly, his head down no longer dare to look into the eyes of Guren who showed anger.
Pregnant women are sensitive, and they are. Guren pulled Ran into his arms, his lips apologizing many times while stroking and peeling Ran's temple.
“I'm thirsty,” replies Ran, pushing Guren's body a little to give him some respite to breathe.
“You wait here, I'll go take.”
Ran shook his head, glancing at the flames outside. Guren understood Ran's fear. “Alright, come with.” Guren immediately carried Ran, coming out of the room to call people to put out the fire out there.
But the heavy rain first arrived, shooting at the wall because of the strong wind, it also extinguished the fire that burned the tree.
“Now sleep,” Guren invites, lay Ran on the bed gently, very gently as if Ran is a glass that can break.
Guren stroked Ran's back slowly, to make him comfortable and sleepy. But quietly this woman glanced towards the window, looking at the lightning streak that had always been her favorite.
***
The next morning the atmosphere was noisy, talking about the storm last night which was very severe. Ran had just arrived to sit down to join them, all eyes were looking at him.
“Ran can you put to bed? Last night's storm must have scared you .. especially the tree near your room was struck,” Muti said with a worried look.
There was a new Guren coming to sit beside his wife.
“You why laugh, Guren?” ask Mr. Arman, Guren's papa.
When everyone was tense, the couple seemed calm. His wife is pregnant, Guren should pay attention to Ran's mental condition. That's what the Zullies thought.
Guren glanced at Ran, the woman drank the milk Muti gave quietly. Very funny, Ran looked like a plain little boy who did not understand they were worried about him.
“Ran is not afraid of storms, instead he likes the stormy atmosphere,” said Guren, somehow he felt proud.
As if in disbelief, they glanced at the correct Ran like it was not harboring fear. Though almost the entire contents of this house is shrouded in fear all night, so it can not sleep.
Ran blinked quickly a few times. What's with them? Thought Ran.
Next Ran glanced at Miztard who was silent, his face was lethargic as if he had no spirit. He must be thinking about his relationship with Risti.
While Miztard's mother, Aunt Eka, whined asking that the big tree in the front yard in slash only. They began to argue about the tree, indeed the tree looked terrible at night, Ran always thought there were many ghosts nesting in the big tree.
“No!” firmly Grandpa, rejecting Eka's request as well as Muti.
Suddenly the two women turned towards Ran with expectant eyes. Ran hesitated, indeed what can Ran do? He wasn't sure he could persuade Grandpa, Ran's reflexes turned the other way, pretending not to know.
“Already, let's go to the dining table,” invite Grandpa after seeing the antique big clock in the corner of the room.
Finish breakfast all disperse, go to each other's busyness. Guren escorts Ran to campus, she hesitates a bit when Ran gets out of the car.
“Ran,” call Guren, the woman turns around.
“Why?” answer Ran.
Guren swings her hands, asking Ran to come closer with her. After Ran close he said, “Note your step.” That'sallthatis.
Ran snorted in annoyance, he thought Guren would kiss or greet the baby so. “Iya, I know!” Ran back away, he heard Guren's screams saying he was going to pick up after college.
Arriving at the class, Ran sees his classmate on a noise, and they also mention Aldo's name.
“Ran, here!” call Risti.
Ran moved quickly towards Risti. “What's up, Ris?”
“You know ...”
“What?” Ran was increasingly curious because Risti paused the speech with a tone like wanting to say hot and current gossip.
Risti then pointed at Aldo's empty bench, Ran following the direction of the index finger.
“Why with Aldo table?”
“Not the table .. You know not? Papa Aldo was struck by lightning, died!”
“Hah?! Inalilahi, so when's the funeral?”
“Yes this morning, that's why Aldo didn't come in. Papa Aldo works at the Zullies family company, right?”
“Iya.”
“The news hasn't reached you yet?”
Ran hesitated, maybe already arrived first. And maybe there was a fuss in the house about Aldo's father as well, but before Ran came.
“So much love Aldo. Though his mother had just quit her job, now the backbone of the family left. What about their fate?” lirih Risti, he became sad because he also felt the loss, loss of his beloved mother at the age of 15 years.
Ran was silent, but in his heart wished him all the best for the Aldo family.
“Later after our campus to Aldo yuk's house, Ran. You go home with me, tell your husband.”
Ran nodded his head, as he was about to reach into the phone, the voice of the Lecturer greeted first entered. Ran reinserted his phone, not telling Guren.
Seriate....