Love In November
Rain Water

A black sports sedan entered the 35-story building, a man descending just in front of the company's entrance.

Wira Pranata just got off her car which was opened by her Secretary named, Zack.

"Until what time is my schedule today?" Ask the Hero to Zack while walking into the elevator of the officials in the Pranata company.

Zack followed the steps of the Hero behind him. "Schedule you until 7 today, President." The answer is then to press the elevator button number 34.

Arrived on the 34th floor where the room of Wira is in the hallway on the right, a long hallway and upon arrival in there. The hero immediately occupied his great seat. A sculpture made of thick glass inscribed with Wira Pranata, President Director.

"Bring me the results of yesterday's official travel report in America." Pinta Wira to her Secretary.

"Good President."

The handsome man would rather read it directly than he should read it in an email. He only reads reports by email when he is at home. Because for him it is very good for the health of both eyes.

"This is the President's report." Before long Zack brought the report requested by Wira at that time.

"Sorry President, I want to tell you that at 1 pm. You have a meeting with designer Jhon Richard at his boutique." Zack commemorates the schedule of his President who is out of office.

"All right, you can start working."

"Okay, excuse me President." Zack returned to his room next to Wira's.

At the age of 30 years old Wira did not want a marriage, let alone to marry. Having a partner has never been.

Since the departure of his parents twelve years ago. This man became a cover, he never even hung out with his college friends. He spent his days studying and pursuing the business that his late family left behind.

Because the only way he served his parents was to take care of what his family had at the time.

Efforts will always produce results, not in vain Wira learn and explore everything. He succeeded in bringing Pranata Group to occupy the No.2 leading company in Southeast Asia.

Can not be imagined how nominal the property in the Pranata Group, maybe seven derivatives will not run out while Wira can bring his company still jaya.

"Prepare the car, I'll go out myself to the boutique!" The Wira command on a phone Zack is connected to.

"Okay President, five more minutes you can leave." Answer Zack straightforwardly.

There was no difference between Zack and Wira, the two men looked cold and indifferent.

Even all employees of Pranata Group have understood it, but no one dared to talk about the President. Because the Hero always prosper all his employees. From the bottom to the top.

Wira's car stops in front of the boutique Jhon Richard, the most expensive and famous boutique in M City.

"Good day, how can I help you?" Greet a girl named Nayla gently and kindly.

"Oh my God is very handsome this one God creature..." Inner Nayla monologues.

"I want to meet John." Answer the short hero with a flat face.

"Sorry sir, Mr.Jhon should have arrived here. But he hasn't come back since. What is the Master named Wira?" Nayla asked with her sweet smile.

"Hm right."

"Please wait, sir, he had time to order. If Mr. Hero comes, you can wait for him inside. Let me drop off, "Tenderly and politely Nayla gave the Hero a way and escorted him into Jhon's room.

Nayla is the best employee Jhon has, even some of her employees are very jealous of Nayla. Because Nayla is only a high school graduate, but she managed to become a manager at the boutique Jhon Richard.

"Please drink, sir."

Nayla always welcomes guests. He gave Wira a sealed bottle of minerals and did not forget to smile.

Soon Jhon came rushing into his room.

"Oh, I'am very sorry Wira.. My car suddenly ran out of battery. And yaaa I have to menghargenya first." John apologized to his friend.

Yes, Wira and Jhon did become friends. Because Wira is only suitable to order clothes in Jhon Boutique, the rest is not a Boutique that matches his taste.

"Im okay, just came." Answer the relaxed spirit.

"Nay, please have the waiter buy two americano in the coffee shop ahead." Pinta Jhon to Nayla who is still in her room.

"Good Mr."

"Oh yes Wira, he was my best employee. I just moved here, he was working in my branch in town B, happened to move his family to this city. So I just move him here."

"Hm, I deserve to have just seen it." The hero sat on the white sofa in the room Jhon.

"He's a high school graduate, but his service really makes me nervous. You know, no, every customer of my boutique that is layanin the same him. Almost everyone likes and never protests. I'm so confused she's wearing a pellet or how the hell ha ha.." Kekeh Jhon who was always curious about Nayla.

"really?"

"Free, which matters according to my will."

Wira has good taste, it is difficult for employees in Jhon Boutique to serve the wishes of the Hero, only Jhon himself is able to choose some collection of clothes and suits that are appropriate for the Hero.

It did not take long, Nayla and Wira are currently in the room collection of expensive clothes and suits owned by Jhon Richard. Usually people who have a lot of money and interests to be able to get into there. Because Jhon Richard Boutique is a famous designer shop since the 1990s.

"Let's sir, I'll help you choose a suit that suits you. Previously Mr Wira would wear it for what event?"

"I'll wear it at the company's birthday show next week."

"Okay, I'll help you choose."

Nayla walked into a row of cabinets filled with neatly hung suits and suits. From a distance Wira notices Nayla picking out a suit and suit for her.

Nayla's body is ideal, plus a suit with a maroon-red skirt. Very good for her white skin.

"This is sir, you can try it first. I picked three suits for Master to try." Nayla hung all three suits on a standing hanger. Don't forget the friendly smile he always showed.

The hero starts to take one of them and replace it in a special room. One suit is black with a white shirt with maroon stripes in it.

The second one had a grey suit with a black shirt inside. And the third one is navy blue with a white striped shirt inside.

When Wira came out wearing a black suit and white shirt striped maroon red. Nayla's eyes were enchanted as if they were bewitched by the man's good looks.

"Perfect.." muttered Nayla who could be heard Wira.

"Yes?"

"Ah, I mean Master is very suitable to wear this suit. The color white symbolizes purity, and red represents courage. Black color which means warm and shady. It fits in the Mr." show." Answer Nayla carefully.

"How did he know that I was interested in this one from the beginning." Inner Hero.

"Okay, I picked this one."

"Okay sir, the clothes will be delivered to your address."

"Please go home, don't go to the office."

"Good sir." Nayla smiles at him.

After working all day, Wira went home. He went into the room and cleaned his body. After wearing a nightgown suit, Wira climbed on top of her bed.

He turned off the lights with a remote and turned on the sound of rain in his room. The sound of specially designed rainwater in his room broke the silence. Even he also has artificial rain in his house, if Wira wants it occasionally he will turn it on.

The hero stared at the ceiling of his room, he always tuned the sound of rain before going to bed. Somehow it makes it comfortable, if you do not hear the sound of rain you can never sleep.

The sound of rain in silence makes the Hero calm and comfortable to sleep.

"Mah, Pah..." Call Wira.

In a dream he was playing rain on his parents. Can be seen in his dream Wira is still twelve years old. He played in the rain in front of his garden happily.

His laughter was so good with his parents.

"Wira look at this.." Shouted the Papa calling him.

"Wira look here.." His mother also called out.

The three were so happy to play together under the rain.

Before long his dream turned tragic, Wira saw his two master people in an overturned car and then exploded without anyone around him.

"Mamaa.... !!!!" Shouting hysterically, Wira saw the fire was raging consuming the car that overturned.

"Maaa...."

"Paaaaa...."

"Yahoo!!!"

The Breath of the Hero roars when it is conscious of its dream. Sweat drenched his forehead, he rubbed his face gently.

"Yes God... The dream again?"

Wira likes to be dreamed by events twelve years ago. I don't know what it means, there seems to be a secret that hasn't been uncovered.

Until now he was still wondering.