Night Cloud
15. The Rain Makes Us Meet

...Warning: Everything here is fiction. To special children, allow me to make this fictional story so that there are no misunderstandings....

...BE REMINDED TO THE READER not to carry the names AYIN and WILONA outside of this novel (OOT, LATAH, LATAH, comments on all social media aespa and so on that make people uncomfortable and trigger fanwar) except for the promotion of Night Cloud you can be creative in your own content....

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The weather is not good. The sky was cloudy in the afternoon. Wilona sighed, she returned back to the campus only to see Ayin from afar. Unfortunately, he did not carry an umbrella. He doesn't want to have to take shelter.

The spots that were a little now began to wet the white cardigan owned by Wilona. He ran into the classroom. It was in Ayin's class. They looked at each other for a while then Wilona turned her face away. Ayin saw Wilona's cardigan so wet from the end of her left shoulder to her right shoulder.

He furrowed his brows. Ayin had never seen this child during her afternoon class. Is he a new kid? Ayin refocused himself on the notes in the book. Then he chatted for a while with his friends.

Wilona's body shivered. He patted his own shoulder to make it disappear. Her hair got wet from the rain. The rain and the cold wind pierced Wilona's body and bones. He turned right—kiri to find a seat.

He stood up and sent a message to Gisel that he was raining. There was no reply from Gisel, finally Wilona tendered her back on the walls of Ayin's class. It had been half an hour he stood up and squatted down as rain soaked the floor of the corridor.

His shoes got wet. Another class is teaching. There's no way he's going in without permission. The sound of the campus break bell rang faintly. Ayin steps out of the classroom and is shocked by the presence of the soaked Wilona.

Ayin approached and pointed at him. His eyes were staring from the bottom up. His face looked foreign in Ayin's eyes. "Why don't you come in? From earlier I saw you in the classroom tau," he said. Wilona hugged herself. Not answering.

"Later sick? Which major are you? Uh, like you're the same major as me, huh?"

When Wilona tucked her left hair into her ear, Ayin's eyes caught a foreign object in Wilona's left ear using a hearing aid. Uh, it's worth it that she's been quiet since this girl was mute she thought.

"Um .. You go to my class. Gapapa, rest again too. Which major are you?" ask again.

"Sorry, I can't understand sign language, can I use paper?"

Wilona pulled her little note on the necklace. He pulled the pen he put in his pocket. Ayin read the letters one by one.

"I'm one major with you. Sorry ngerepotin." Ayin nodded. "Who, uh .. whose name are you? Let's get to know." Wilona smiled she looked embarrassed.

Ayin looked at his face. "I'm Ayin, greetings." Wilona wrote her name in the little note and then pulled it out for her to give it to Ayin. In this article contains his name. Ayin read his name, he kept the note in his right hand.

"Come in, you catch a cold."

Wilona complies with Ayin's will. Pleased for her heart when she had started to get close to Ayin. Honestly, Ayin felt sorry for Wilona. Her heart also felt connected when she met Wilona.

It was as if he had known Wilona for a long time. The milk that runs through her body doesn't lie. Their DNA is the same. They're brothers. Unwittingly, Ayin begins to get to know Wilona today.

Wilona gets the attention of Ayin's friends. Ayin says that she found Wilona soaking wet. "You're sitting here, yeah." Ayin told him to sit next to Ayin.

Happy Wilona. He's not lying. His heart is beating fast. How else would he talk more to Ayin? Wilona peeked at Ayin's book of literary sociology. He looked at Ayin.

"Have you entered this material yet? I don't know yet ... Do you understand?" Wilona nodded. He pulled back the paper in his necklace and wrote something and he put it on Ayin's desk.

"Wilo knows, will Wilo teach you?" inscribed.

Ayin would of course. Very wishful. Wilona taught him through writing. Actually, Ayin was not feeling well when he saw Wilona teaching him through writing. It looks hard, but he is good at it.

Wilona's writing is beautiful. He wrote it quickly but it was easy to read and pleasing to the eye. Ayin smiled. It's comfortable to talk to a special child. Wilona asked, already understand or not about the material? Ayin nodded, she understood.

"Have you eaten yet? Not laper? Thirsty?"

Many questions asked by Ayin made the Sister chuckle. I don't know what he thought to make his stomach feel amused by the gentle behavior of Ayin.

In Wilona's eyes, Ayin was still the same. Only, his facial posture changed slightly because he had not seen Ayin for a long time. He's still the same as before. That's what makes Wilona chuckle at once almost he cried.

"Well, how's laughing? I'm serious!"

Wilona. His eyes narrowed with a smile. He showed a cute smile. Wilona waved her hands parallel to the chest, she moved to the right and left rejecting Ayin's offer.

"Wilo not laper ... Wilo just wants to be here. Nemenin Ayin's."

The writing from Wilona made Ayin laugh in wonder. Wh why? Her thought. What is so special about her that she makes her new friend want to be with her?

"Why? We just knew you! But, we're kind of familiar right away isn't it? So strange!" Ayin looks more active when next to Wilona.

Until Ayin's friends recite from behind. "Active tumbents? Is Ayin usually in class?" joking with friends. Ayin turned back while replying to him with just a smile.

Her cheeks feature one dimple. "You don't think it's afternoon class? Which class are you in? Answer, I have not received an answer from kamu—"

"—Eh, what was your name?" Wilona writes her name and puts it on Ayin's desk.

Wilona wrote again. Wilona replies that she is afternoon class too. Ayin was happy to hear that. He asked, Where is the class? Wilona looked nervous, her eyes moving to her left to think hard.

Sorry for a while, I had to lie.

Wilona smiles faintly when she sees Ayin happy when she finds out that Wilona is in college this afternoon too. "Let's go to your class, yeah!" Wilona refused. Wilona said through the paper that she did not like coming, she liked going to her class.

Ayin seemed confused about Wilona's intentions. This kid is weird, he thought it was short. But, it's not what's important he has a new friend. Ayin asked back to him. What did he do just now that he was rained on?

"Father, it was just too late. So wet Wilo's cardigan." Ayin's lips form O.

"That's it, next time. Don't repeat, it'll hurt."

This kid is weird, but how can I be comfortable right away, same with him? Hopefully we will be a deketeer.

The bell sounds clear. It seems like the rain outside has subsided and brightened. Seen from inside this classroom that had been dark to light. Wilona stood up to leave, she waved her hand with a smile. Ayin replied with pleasure.

"Let's talk again, yeah!"

Wilona ran a little out of class. He leaned his back against the wall when he had moved away from Ayin's class. He squeezed the little note in his necklace. Glad, so happy for his heart. He jumps up and down in excitement when Wilona realizes that Ayin has gotten to know him.

He immediately headed to the parking lot waiting for Ayin to come home and could chat again with Ayin. He gave a message to your contact. That he managed to get close to Ayin his biological brother.

Wilona smiled displaying the same dimples as Ayin. Wilona put the phone over her chest. Her neat teeth were clearly visible with her narrow eyes when she smiled.

Wilona was unceasingly prancing around in the parking lot. Until he almost fell because his foot tripped a motorcycle tire owned by someone else. Her smile instantly faded when shocked as she almost fell down.

A sigh of relief came out of Wilona's mouth. He decided to sit down and wait for Ayin to come home. The afternoon lecture will go home when it is dusk and immediately followed by evening lectures.

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It's been three hours Wilona's waiting. He was very willing to wait for Ayin's arrival. He still misses. Therefore, he had to meet again with Ayin. Although his body was sore, his neck had been tense since.

When the brother appears from far away. At first the gloomy Wilona brightens back. Ah, there he is. The boy came. Ayin waved her hand forward, seeing Wilona standing up excitedly. The tiredness is gone, suddenly Wilona wants to cry.

Crying moved because he could meet again with Ayin. It's like a dream. If it's a dream, Wilona won't wake up. It never will.

"Waiting or just now? I'm sorry, I was gathering the last one because it was so hard!" Wilona smiled as she shook her head. His hand gave him a thumb.

There is a familiar taste felt by Ayin. Wilona's hair was familiar to her eyes. Ayin's throbbing head started to appear. He reflexively squeaks his temples.

Wilona who saw it immediately held Ayin's hand. His face showed concern. Ayin was surprised and looked at Wilona. "Fuck, just a little pulse doang. I think it's because I wanted the job."

Wilona looked back at Ayin's face. As if saying 'seriously?' To Ayin. Ayin believes Wilona is okay. "You're a balek?" (you haven't come home yet?) Wilona.

"You're a queued balek, right?" (you're getting home from the transfer, right?) Wilona again shook her head with a pouting face. He knew that Ayin was talking to him. Wilona wrote and pulled out her notes and gave them to Ayin.

Ayin read it carefully. "Wilo went home alone, got on the bike." The writing made the girl goosebumps.

"Really?! Can emang? How can?"

In fact, Ayin used to know. But because of that, now Ayin's sister forgot.

"Hey?" Ayin waved in front of Wilona's face. Ayin was confused, why Wilona suddenly daydreamed. Ah, Wilona was aware of her momentary daydream.

"Could be, if there is already a special SIM disability and also use the aid of Denger. I once had a disability online motorcycle taxi like me. He can still pick up his customers." Wilona wrote on the paper.

"Ohh, I just found out!" When they were talking in the parking lot. The sound of the car horn belonging to Ayin's father erratates, meaning Ayin and Wilona's father came.

Ayin raised both eyebrows. "Well! I've been picked up ... Yes first, tomorrow again talk, bye!" Wilona put her lower lip as she waved at Ayin.

Ayin chuckles in anxiety at seeing it. He walked towards the car near the campus gate. Then get in the car. The car left Wilona in the campus parking lot. Wilona's breathing sounded heavy.

He was very happy to have a long conversation with Ayin. He tidied up his short hair and immediately walked towards the motor. Suddenly Wilona patted her forehead. She was worried that Ayin would complain to her father because she had a new friend.

He prayed that Ayin would soon forget what he was going to say later in Ayin's car. Don't let it happen again. He was so hard looking for Ayin, three years past this just for Ayin.

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In the car, Ayin silently stared at the window glass. Ayin's father saw from the rearview in asking what Ayin was thinking at the moment. Ayin looked ahead. "Father, just now Ayin has a new theme but she's mute." His father furrowed his eyebrows.

"Who?" His father's face was seen behind the car seat. Ayin squinted, recalling Wilona's name. But he doesn't remember.

"Bg ... Wi .... who the hell?! Uh, forgot Dad! Ayin forgot. I forgot, that girl. Mute, I'm not wrong" he replied.

"Jaudah if you don't want to, important gapapa you have more peace." Ayin nodded back and started staring at the window glass again for her to enjoy.

The shadow returned to Ayin's brain. Making the girl from Wilona's brother close his eyes was strong. The posture of a girl with long hair, but somehow Ayin always difficult to see his face.

The face of the girl in the shadow was always blurry. When the girl turned towards Ayin, her head seemed reluctant to turn towards Ayin and her hair covered her face. Ayin kepo's. So Kepo. Seeing that, the father threw a special medicine for him behind.

Ayin received it then tore it and immediately put the bitter medicine onto the tongue. After that, he drank water. The incoming message from Gisel emerged from his notification.

Gisel asked why he did not tell her that he had moved to Palembang. Ayin replied in a message that she wanted to give him a surprise. But late. Gisel knew first.

Ah. To be honest, Ayin still remembered the name of the mute girl earlier. He wants to meet tomorrow, he wants to have a closer chat. For some reason, he felt comfortable when he was with Wilona Kanaya.

SERIATE....