Rainbow Blanketed Clouds
So Is This Dad's Choice?

“Mas Cloud threw away his photo? Butwhy? Didn't he love the woman in the photo? It doesn't feel possible if Mas Awan wants to throw it away just because it doesn't taste good to me.” The question continues to appear in the mind of Rainbow throughout the carrying out of his morning activities in the kitchen.

The sound of footsteps coming from the stairs distracted him. The shirt suit and material pants make the Clouds look neat and dashing. From the outward appearance it is not at all apparent that the man is a drunkard and a rebel.

“No breakfast first, Mas?” The rainbow hurriedly asked when it saw her husband was about to come out. 

“Later in the office,” replied Clouds without looking back with feet that kept stepping. A silent rainbow stared at the strapping back which then disappeared behind the door. 

Now he just stared at the food on the table. With a quick movement Rainbow put his homemade breakfast menu into the container and immediately walked out following the husband. 

“Mas wait!” 

Just as the car was speeding, the sound of the rainbow was already heard calling. The cloud immediately stepped on the brake pedal while opening the window glass. The rainbow walked towards him with a paper bag.

“What's up?” 

“Mas has not had breakfast.” He handed me the paper bag. “This I pack, later Mas can eat in the office.” 

The clouds grabbed the thing his wife had just given him and placed it in the next chair. “Still. But next time don't make breakfast for me. I'll have breakfast at the office.” 

Although the voice of the Clouds sounded slow, it was so piercing into the heart of the Rainbow. The woman could only nod. Her gaze followed her husband's car which started to drift away.

Inwardly murmuring, "Is this the cloud's attempt to establish a distance between us?"

Thinking that, Rainbow's heart was like being stabbed by a sharp dagger. 

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Busyness in the office makes the clouds do not have time for breakfast. Usually he will have breakfast in a cafe next to his office building. However, this morning was like a loss of appetite that he himself did not understand why.

Either because of throwing Priska's photo, or the sad face of Rainbow which since last night looks very clear, even to faint.

The short needle on the wall clock is already pointing at the number ten. The clouds glanced at a paper bag that had been given by Rainbow. It is still clear in his memory how delicious fried rice made by his wife yesterday. 

“This breakfast is it.” He opened the food box and was astonished to see the contents. “Omelet macaroni? She knows where I like to eat this? What did Bik Minah tell?” 

Finally the Clouds have breakfast with food made by Rainbow. One thing he knew, Rainbow cooking was really good. He who was like losing his appetite even spent his wife's macaroni omelette. 

There was a sound of the door being knocked, followed by the appearance of a woman who entered after the Cloud said. 

“Pak Awan, thirty minutes to meet with PT. Inco. Everyone is getting ready in the meeting room.” 

“Iya, I'm going there now. Thank you.” 

The clouds accelerated their steps towards the meeting room. Once there, everyone seemed to be preparing. The man stood before everyone. This morning he will present the planning of the construction of a luxury hotel. 

Just as his mouth opened to greet the entire meeting, he was already startled by the presence of a beautiful woman in the same room. The clouds froze, half a year apart there was a huge change in the woman, which was definitely much prettier. 

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Nightlife and drunkenness are commonplace in Cloud life. The night after leaving the office, instead of going home to see his wife who was alone at home, he instead chose to spend time with his friends. 

The cloud sat with a glass of liquor in his hand. The first meeting with Priska after such a long separation completely shattered his mood today. Throughout the meeting, there was no meaningful conversation between the two other than about work.

One more surprise, Priska is one of the managers at PT. Inco. That is, Awan will often meet with his former lover.

"Why's the new bride here? Not at home with my wife." The heavy voice of a friend blew the clouds.

He looks at. It looks like the owner of the night entertainment venue who is also a friend of Awan. "Eh, Joe! I'm running at home."

"Why is that?" The man pulled up a chair and sat down next to his friend Awan.

"Take another question." The clouds exhaled a rough breath.

"And usually the newlyweds want to stay home. Uh, what's your wife's name ... Rainbows, right?"

Clouds nod. "Gue didn't understand my father's choice. Though my father knew I had absolutely no match for the rainbow. He's too innocent. From the way of thinking and as well as appearance, it is too colossal! Much different from the modern Priska of his appearance and attitude."

The clouds were silent for a while as they downed the drink that brought heat on his body. "Priska's back from London!"

"really?"

The clouds nodded their heads. "Yes. He's one of Inco's managers."

A surprised expression was again seen on Joe's face. Surely he knew very well Priska who long dated with the Clouds. Joe recalled, Awan left his wedding reception and drank himself intoxicated.

"So what's your plan? Are you going to divorce Pelangi to be back with Priska?"

The cloud's shoulders lifted in response. But Joe's words have a point. Once there was a desire in the heart to re-knit love with Priska. However, Priska was the only woman who ever filled her heart.

But now there was a rainbow between them. And the clouds don't know what else to do. All he wanted to do was forget about it all by drinking.

"Gue doesn't like Rainbows and will never be able to accept them. I only love Priska" said the Cloud with a consciousness that began to disappear due to drunkenness.

Clouds lean their heads on the table. Unwittingly by him, a pair of eyes looked at him with anger. There's a strong clenched hand there.

"So this is my husband's choice for Kak Pelangi?"

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