NOT A LOVE ESCAPE
you are the rain

Sometimes silence is the best way to solve a problem...

Anastasy~ rain

Very early in the morning Radit came to Rain's apartment, he wanted to explain something.

Surely the problem he ignored yesterday, Radit felt guilty for not telling Rain, his phone died and when his phone was active again, it was difficult to contact his girlfriend's phone.

Radit spurred his car was moderate, unfortunately the streets of Jakarta have been jammed so early.

Aghhh!

Radit was so upset that he hit the handlebar.

Up to half an hour later, the traffic started to subside. And Radit managed to escape the stuck trap.

Once in the apartment parking lot, Radit immediately came out and half ran into the building.

Ting tong, repeatedly he pressed the bell of Rain's apartment, knowing Radit was actually with the password of that apartment, but not for today, loading!

Not getting a response from the host, Radit immediately pressed the passport number of Rain's apartment, the door opened and he immediately snatched in.

"Darling..."

Call her with a circular look, whenever her lover is in the kitchen or where.

But nil, Radit then headed to Rain's room, apparently the girl was still asleep with a thick blanket up to the neck.

But at once his eyebrows are linked, astonished.Contacted forehead Rain, sure his lover was feverish.

His face was pale.

"Darling,?"

Call him in a soft tone, his hand rubbed Rain's forehead. Tidying up the hair that becomes a barrier to the beautiful face of Rain.

"Rain, baby!" call out to him, this time with hands constantly shaking shoulders.

Radit stuck the back of his hand on Rain's forehead, and it turned out that his lover had a fever.

Immediately he went to the kitchen, looking for cold water to compress.

"Eummmmhh." the master just squirmed, but with his eyes still closed.

"You'll be waiting for me, yeah. Are you drunk again." Radit Mumbles.

He sat on the side of the bed while continuing to compress Rain's forehead.

"You look at your face, so you want to get married." Radit chuckled softly.

If she used to be, the only woman she would make a wife, but ran aground.

Now he repeated his words, Radit wants if Rain is the only rain in his life, the rain that makes Radit stand upright under the rim, the rain that can always cover every sorrow.

**

"Darling, are you awake?" radit exclaimed but with a soft tone.

"Why, miss?" the one in tease instantly turned his face away, his cheeks blushing red.

"Cie kangen cie, a day I never met you already miss, right?" goda Radit again, making Rain instantly pinch his hand.

"I'm really sick." The whimper of spoiled fashion.

"Truly, what pain really hurts?" god Radit's.

"Aaaa, Radit yesterday where were you, hm???"

"Get caught, if you miss." Radit instantly cupped both of Rain's cheeks in a fit of anxiety.

"I'm that, just worried." Rain's alibi.

It's true, yesterday Rain was very worried because usually Radit always informs.

"I'm going to Kenia's place, baby." Not jealous, Rain also knew Kenia gave birth yesterday, but he thought Radit would give it up.

"Thank you for worrying about me, why are you getting a fever, hm?"

Rain only grimaced, while moving Radit's hand that continued to stick to his forehead, he felt fine, not sick!

"I'm fine, I'm just mostly drinking."

"Take another drink, ngeyel." Radit scolded, he fretted Rain's ears.

"Sick, baby." whine for mercy.

Radit got up and went to the kitchen, he would make breakfast for his beloved lover.

Long time struggling, now Radit was in the dining room preparing breakfast and milk.

Then back to the room, take Rain to breakfast.

The gurgling rain in the morning made the two instantly meet.

"I'm raining shit." lamented Rain.

"Yes, the thing was cloudy si, breakfast yuk."

Rain nodded, cleaned himself up and then enjoyed breakfast with his girlfriend.

**

And when breakfast was over, Radit and Rain enjoyed the view of the rain from the balcony.

"Rain, you and rain are the same."

Rain immediately pouted, clearly the same as the meaning of his name was rain.

Rain was silent for a moment, "It's dreadful."

"Eh." Radit scratched his head that was not itchy, indeed since with Rain he was more often combating, even though it was the way he expressed his feelings.