Love Keinara
Ill

Keinara was still sitting dumbstruck with mixed feelings. Groping the heart seeking justification for what he has decided and refusing to regret. While his mind was still fixed on Fakhri. There was a conflict in the girl. Either stay away from the man or let him remain in his life and

creating the next disappointments. The girl's heart was broken.  Not understanding the desire of his heart.

Keinara closed his eyes, trying to permeate his heart and mind that felt incompatible. But the shadow of Fakhri's face appeared in his eyes. For a moment he let Fakhri's shadow create a smile on the corner of his lips, but it was only for a moment. Because the smile then disappeared, changing with grievances of disappointment on the girl's face. A heavy breath escaped from Bibr Keinara throwing a tightness in his chest.

Amidst his daydreams suddenly rained heavily. Did not give Keinara a chance to find a wider shelter. Keinara was only able to avoid rain water by standing docked on the gasebo table. Standing across Keinara waiting for the rain to subside, leaving behind her clothes

wet. The rain started to fall, and strong winds started to come. Suddenly, he felt that someone was holding him from behind. As he turned around, he saw Fakhri standing behind him holding an umbrella that blocked the rain from hitting his body.. While some of Fakhri's body was wet with rain water.

“Mas Fakhri..” Call Kei in the midst of his shock.

“The rain is getting bigger Kei, come with me. I'll take you home. This time please follow my request. This weather is not good for your health.”

Although his presence was not expected by Keinara, Fakhri still paid attention to the girl. It caused a tremor in Keinara's heart.

There is no other choice, because the wind is getting stronger and the rain is not going to subside. Keinara eventually complied with Fakhri's desire to go home with him.

The two left the place, under one umbrella. Creating a great beat in the heart of both, in a position of the body so close.

A moment later, both of them were in the car. Most of Fakhri's body was wet with rainwater.

Keinara took a handkerchief from inside her bag. Without looking at Fakhri's face and without making a sound, he gave Fakhri his handkerchief.

For a moment Fakhri was stunned to see Keinara giving him a handkerchief. Fakhri thought about rejecting it.

“No need Kei, just save.”

“Take it, even if it's just enough to dry your face. Think of this as a thank you to me for reflecting on me, although it may not be comparable.” Reply Keinara again without looking at the interlocutor and his hand is still outstretched towards Fakhri.

Fakhri then dried his face and hands with a handkerchief from Keinara.

Without a word, Fakhri drove out his car in the pouring rain. Along the way the two were silent, busy with their respective minds. Until the car that was boarded both to the front of the Keinara boarding house. The rain has subsided. Before Kei came down, he spoke to Fakhri.

“Thank you, for driving me home.”

Fakhri nodded and smiled. Again without a word until Kainara got out of her car. He was powerless to say, because he was busy arranging a heart that seemed to be broken into pieces.

Fakhri again stepped on the gas of his vehicle, leaving Keinara still standing on the side of the road. Staring at Fakhri's departure until the man's car was no longer seen. There was sadness that hit the girl. Remembering what he had just passed was his last friendship with Fakhri. Tomorrow and next they are not

again, friend, as he wishes. A long breath escaped from the girl's tiny nose, as her chest tightened.

The same feeling was experienced by Fakhri who was sitting behind the wheel of his car. Keinara's shared memories appeared in the man's memories. He also recalled how sweet Keinara's lips were as he forcefully kissed her. The kiss that caused her to now have to get away from the girl. Fakhri returned

his stupidity. If he hadn't done that stupid thing, he would have had a chance to get Keinara's heart, but it's all happened. Regretting is meaningless. True said Rangga, his love withered before developing.

Fakhri rushed to the bathroom to clean his body that was exposed to rainwater, mixed with sweat. Fakhri soaked his body with warm water in the bathtub. His mind drifted back to the event for a moment

then it's natural. Still not expecting, Keinara to that anger at him. Asking him to stay away.

Fakhri vented his regret by hitting the water that soaked his innocent body.

“Stupid....stupid....stupid....akhh.......!!!.” Shouted Fakhri, regretting his stupidity.

Nearly thirty minutes, the man was in the bathroom. Before he finally ended his bathing ritual . Fakhri chose to lay his body that felt weak, after changing clothes. Behind the thick blanket, the man finally fell asleep.

On the other side of Jakarta.

Keinara and his three friends enjoyed the twilight on the porch of the house with a bowl of baso that was bought by their subscription mobile bassist.

From a distance their little friend looked, Love was walking with her mother into the yard. Keinara welcomes the coming of Love by embracing it.

“Sorry yes aunt ...Love disturb.” Said his Mother Love.

“Not bothering you, even seneng. If there is Love of home so rame.” Answer Klara.

“Actually I wanted to take her to her mom's house, but she didn't want to. Her request was to come here.”

“Oh...why not want to come to home oma Cint..?.”  Keinara asked Love who sat sweetly on her lap.

“Ah..males aunt.  Om Fakhli is sick again, so no one wants to play.”

“uhuk...uhuk Keinara suddenly choked while drinking, hearing Fakhri was sick.

“Sabar Kei drinks it, no one will ask...he...he....” Chirps Mita.

“You're okay with Kei?.” Tanya Fahira saw Keinara still coughing after choking.

“Nothing kok bun he..he  Keinara replied in between her coughs.

“Then, I nitip Love here yes. I have to nemein my husband check the condition of his omnya Love is again sick. You don't mind, do you?.”

“Aamiin..ya already I go first yes. Love don't be naughty...”.

“Iya mother...” Answer Love.

Fakhira rushes away, because her doctor husband is waiting for her, to check on Fakhri's condition.

Hearing Fakhri's pain, Keinara's heart became agitated.  He felt Fakhri was fine when they met last afternoon.

“What because of the rain this afternoon, Mas Fakhri became sick?.”  Thought Keinara.

Keinara dissolves with his thoughts on Fakhri. Fakhri what pain?.  Fakhri condition how?.

How painful is Fakhri?. Those questions revolve in Keinara's brain .

A sense of compassion ran through the girl's mind. Moreover, Fakhri Kehujanan because it helps him so that he does not rain. For a long time the girl was silent, unaware that Love called her.

“Tante Keinara...!!.” cried Love right in front of Keinara's ears.

“Aw.....Love...tante shocked tau.” Keinara said while holding his ear.

Love is laughing out loud.

“Makanya don't bengong Mita chiming.

“He..he..sorry.”  Reply Keinara gerogi.

“Before magrib, enter yuk ?!.”  Added Keinara.

The four of them then entered the house, a moment later the adzan magrib reverberated.

The short needle of the wall clock in Keinara's room is perched on the number nine.  But there was no sign of Fahira picking up her son. While Love has fallen asleep because of exhaustion.

Half an hour later Fahira and her husband Dimas came to pick up her son.

“Sorry Kei, we just got to pick up Love. Because I had to take Fakhri to the hospital first.” Fahira explained the reason for the delay.

Keinara showed a shocked expression along with curiosity to hear Fakhri enter the hospital.

“Pak Fakhri what pain bun, how to get taken to the hospital?.”

Keinara ventured to ask, being urged by the curiosity in his heart.

“Just a fever, Just the fever was very high. Because the mother was very worried, so Fakhri was forced to be treated in the hospital. He's like that, if rained. That is why since childhood he was forbidden the mother of rain.

Body is allergic to rain water.”

“Oh. May Mr. Fakhri recover soon.” Keinara.

“Aamin. Where's love Kei?.” Fahira asked while looking for the whereabouts of his son.

“Love in my room bun.” Keinara pointed towards his room.

“Mas who lift Love yes..” Fahira's orders on Dimas her husband.

Dimas nodded. “I'm sorry to enter the room ya mbak Kei?.”  Said Dimas asking permission

“Oh yes sir, please.”

Dimas went into Keinara's room, accompanied by his wife. Keinara watched from the front door.

“Others are already on sleep huh Kei?.” Fahira asked because he didn't see Klara and the others.

“They're already on bed bun.”

“Oh...sorry yes, you have not slept because wait for us.”

“Iya it's okay bun, besides I'm not sleepy either.”

Fahira and her husband, excuse me to go home, holding a sleeping Love.

“Thanks yes mbak Kei, have taken care of Love.” Said Dimas when he got outside the door of Keinara's house.

“Sama-sama Mr. Dimas.”

Keinara closed the door and locked it when Love and her parents had completely left.

“Mas Fakhri is sick from Rain?. Yes Alloh. For my sake he sacrificed his health. Is that a form of love for me? Aakh...entahlah.”  Keinara covered her face with a pillow, as the question appeared in her brain.