Poison of Love Arsenio
Under the Waterfall

Praya and Rain looked at each other. Doubtful, the boy was to answer the mother's question. He quietly nudged Rain's arm while gesturing with his eyes.

“Yes. Mug mom where?” rewrote Widya again. “Kok, no one answered? Why?” he who was originally in the kitchen, immediately approached the two men of different ages.

“Mother asks again, who washed the dishes earlier?” widya's eyes glared as she looked at Praya sharply. “For you, ‘kan? At home there's only you!” his insistence.

“I did the dishes, Mom. Sorry, I just want to help,” Rain said. He could not bear to see Praya who was silent in fear.

“You put where my mug is?” widya's sharp gaze turned to Rain.

“Sorry, I'm sloppy. I've broken Mom's mug,” replied Rain with a tone of speech and a so calm demeanor.

“What?” hisses Widya. His hands clenched, as if he was holding back an emotion that was about to explode. “Can you touch my stuff?” snarl.

“As I said earlier, I just want to help,” replied Rain.

“Buck men! I should have kicked you out of here the first time! You know, the mug you broke earlier was my husband's only relic. Now ... now ...” Widya's breath is hunting. His face flushed with teary eyes. Full of anger, Widya raised her hand and was about to slap Rain's cheek. However, before that happened, Binar's shout had already stopped his movement.

“Mother! Don't!” exclaim that pretty girl.

Widya looked at her stepson. The look of hatred was growing from the eyes of the woman. “All because of you! Already know our lives are difficult, even acting like heroes! I'm ashamed to have a son as big as you!” widya's hand is now directed to Binar's cheek.

However, before the palm landed on the girl's pretty face, Rain first gripped Widya's wrist. “Already, Mom. Enough,” he said with a heavy and deep intonation. “What can I do to make up for mother's loss?”

“Substantially you said? That's my husband's mug! If you want to replace it, lose your life first in exchange for my husband to come back to life!” widya snapped loudly, making Binar wide and shook his head slowly.

“Rain, come. Follow me.” With tears in his eyes, Binar pulled the hands of the handsome man just like that and dragged him out of the house. No matter what Widya is getting crazy about her swearing.

Binar continued to carry the amber-eyed man had walked quite a distance up to several meters from his house. While Rain can only resign when Binar leads him, through the path and a little steep. Worried and worried, he just brushed it off. Not far enough waterfalls are swift, then Barin stopped his steps.

"Why are we here?" ask Rain worriedly.

While Rain just stood glued, watching the girl who was crying without a word. The tears that fell and soaked the smooth cheeks of Binar, dripping profusely as if competing with the swift waterfall near the two of them. Without saying much, Rain grabbed onto the girl's shoulder and hugged her tightly. Barin refused too. Since the death of his father, no one has hugged him like that. He kept shedding tears on the chest of the foreign man, who did not even remember who he was.

"Cry" said Rain with a voice that sounded heavy and deep.

"I felt like I wanted to scream and ask God to bring my father back" Binar said in tears. "My life's been really shit since you died. All this time I tried to do good, but it was always wrong in the eyes of the young."

"Why is your mother so rude?" ask Rain wonder. He then stretched his embrace.

"He didn't like me for a long time. Mother never thought of me as her daughter, even though I had considered her like my real mother," explained Binar to make Rain understand something.

Immediately wipe the tears that wet the cheeks of Binar gently. There was a mixed feeling in the man. Something that felt so strange, and as if it was the first time he had discovered. On the one hand, Rain was amazed by the kindness and patience of the girl. However, on the other hand, he also felt sorry for the life he lived.

"If I had known who I was, would you have been willing to come along and walk away from your stepmother?" suddenly asked Rain.

"Why?" ask Binar.

"Eitherway. I think a girl as good as you deserves something more than a snatch and a maki curse. A tribute and respect" Rain replied. He looked at Binar with a fixed look. The longer, it was as if there was an increasingly powerful impulse within him. Rain drew his face closer. Without many words, the well-built man then gently touched the surface of the plain lips of Binar. However, this only happened for a few seconds, because Rain immediately pulled his face away from Binar. "Sorry," he said.

While Binar himself just glued. She did not expect that Rain would dare to do that to her. Binar looked at the man with those amber colored eyeballs. Slowly, the long-haired beautiful girl nodded slowly. However, for some reason the nod seemed to be a magnet, which pulled Rain back to get closer to Binar.

Rain cupped the beautiful face of the belo-eyed girl with great feeling. Binar did not ban it at all. He also did not dodge, as the dark-brown-haired man again touched his lips. This time, Rain's touch felt even deeper. Little by little, he brought Binar to something new. Rain continued to lead the girl further and further, down an experience she had never had in a lifetime.

However, as it went on beautifully, a shadow was present in Rain's mind. The man saw himself doing the same thing, with a beautiful girl who was not Binar. Rain had no idea who the girl he was treating was more, than what he had given to Binar. They look very intimate and like they have known each other for a long time.

"Arsen." Gentle, the beautiful girl with long wavy hair in Rain's mind had mentioned a name.

Instantly, Rain opened his eyes. He also stopped his kiss with Binar. The man's breathing was breathless, with an agitated-looking attitude.