Rainbow Blanketed Clouds
Take You ....

It is not easy to let someone you love to have someone else. Some people are able to justify all means to achieve their goals. Just like Thunder who forgets all his limits because of blinded love for the Rainbow. However, his expectations are inversely proportional to those obtained. The rainbow chooses the Cloud with all its flaws. 

Even openly the woman shows how valuable the husband is to her. 

Thunder's steps looked lethargic leaving the Rainbow boutique shophouse. A driver quickly opened the car door as his employer approached. Thunder sat on the back seat and leaned his back. His breathing was heavy as if the sky had collapsed on him. 

What would a rainbow expect from a man like that? With all those flaws what makes them happy?  The question kept eating away at his mind.

“Where are we going after this, Sir?” asked the driver after a while to see his employer speechless with a blank look.

Thunder took a deep breath and looked at the face of the man sitting in front through the reflection of the rearview mirror.

“Go back to the apartment only,” he replied without enthusiasm. 

"Good, Sir!"

While inside, some of the women who inhabited the boutique still looked curious after the tense atmosphere that had been created between Clouds and Thunder. There was a peek at a luxury car that had just drove, some were occasionally glancing at the Clouds who were sitting in the living room.

April breathed a sigh of relief because her fear did not occur. The clouds were able to control his emotions well even though Thunder had been trying to find a gap to crack his household.

"April, what the hell is going on?" whisper of a karyawati.

Earlier, April overheard all the talk of Rainbow and Thunder when she was about to bring a drink. He was shocked to hear what the boss' real husband was like. "Already, don't hold on. Remember sin!"

"But I'm curious. Bule handsome was like Kak Pelangi, yes."

"likely anyway. If I were Kak Pelangi ...." His speech hangs after getting a shot gift from April.

"Eh, but Kak Pelangi's husband is also cool. Her gaze was cold, but gentle the same as Brother Rainbow."

April clucked. "Sin knows how to admire people's husbands. Better get it sorted out there."

The whispers came to a halt as footsteps came from the stairs. They disbanded and returned to their respective places.

The rainbow came down from the upper floor after the Ashar prayer continued by completing some work that had been delayed. Relieved at last, all orders can be sent tomorrow. She saw her husband sitting in the living room alone playing with his cell phone, while Thunder was no longer visible. 

“Aready?” The clouds stared at the rainbow standing not far from him with a bag stuck on his shoulder. “We go home now?” 

"Yes. But I want to say goodbye to the kids first."

It's a happy day. After three months of leaving home, they finally returned. Along the way home, they talk about many things, including the first day Cloud works and finds his new boss who turns out to be Thunder. 

The rainbow nodded with a perfectly fluffy smile. "By, Mas."

Clouds park cars in the mosque courtyard.

Rainbow views followed where the husband was moving, until Cloud was seen waiting patiently behind some men who were ablution.

Every change the Cloud showed made him fall in love. 

...........

“Sorry waiting a long time,” said Clouds shortly after getting into the car. He put on his seatbelt while occasionally glancing at the rainbow. "Why do you keep smiling?"

“It's okay.” 

“Tahu no, I had a conversation with a worshiper, and I was envious of him.” 

“Iri why?” ask Rainbow curiously.

“She's disabled. But his prayers are always in the mosque. While I ...” greeting Clouds hang. His face looked sad. “Crieve it or not, this is the first time I have set foot in a mosque,” softly in a barely audible voice. “I'm really embarrassed, even though I'm in good health.” 

“It's okay, Mas. It's never too late, we don't know when God gives someone guidance.” 

The memory of Awan was addressed when he first prayed at the house of Ahmad's father. Zidan's words about someone who had never been to the mosque until finally being saluted had opened the door of his heart. 

The clouds glanced at the circular watch on his wrist. Time indicates less than twenty minutes to the number seven. 

“Before going home, we stop by for a meal first, yes. In front there is a restaurant that has good food.” 

“Why not eat at home?” 

“Poor you are tired. A day at the boutique, until the house cooks again. Anyway tonight I want to invite you to worship together.” 

“Combined together?” 

The clouds smiled, then blinked one eye. 

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