Rainbow for Aqila
Assalamu'alaikum Indonesia

Aqila looked around, the first time after five years in a foreign country she set foot back to her homeland, Indonesia. The country where he was born and raised for nineteen years, and where he knew the figure of Naufal Pradana Al-Ghazali, the man who once promised to be a rainbow forever

"Assalamu'alaikum Indonesia" he said slowly showed the first leg down from the plane, a gust of wind immediately greeted him, such as delivering a longing

"Come, why shut up?" Mama Intan grabbed her daughter's hand, that's when Aqila woke up from her daydream

"We're going straight home, ma'am?"

"Where is Aqila going? We rest first, tomorrow the streets" Aqila nodded in understanding, their journey is a tiring one

"Aqila I go home first yes, tomorrow we meet again, I take a walk" Kirana waved her hand, got into a different car because she would go straight home by herself

"Sir Roni has come, let's get in the car" Aqila just nodded following, he was like a daze, one by one his memory of this country was getting clearer, just not perfect

"Well, what about Non Aqila? Is it better?" Aqila frowned slightly as Mr. Roni greeted her, but she still replied with a smile

"Alhamdulillah"

"Thankfully, we all miss non-Aqila, no one has been seen painting in the house since non-Aqila left" Aqila nodded her head because honestly her memory was still blurry

After traveling for almost thirty minutes, their car entered a luxurious house with a high black fence that became a barrier, when they set foot in the courtyard of the mansion for the first time, various memories just emerged, the feeling of a turbulent heart, like a longing that was healed

"Rest first son, Aqila must be tired"

"Reyna Anterin Aqila Kak in her room" like knowing the thoughts of her daughter, Mama Intan told Reyna to take Aqila because she believed Aqila had not remembered all about this house

"Come sister" Aqila nodded, walking up the stairs one by one, until she arrived in front of the dark brown door

"This is Kak Aqila's room to the right of Kak Darren's room, to the left of Kak Rian's room, next to Kak Darren's room I'm in, next to him again, Kak Devano's room, but now he's more comfortable sleeping in the lower room, papa's mama's room is under the light brown door"

"Thank you"

"Together, if Brother Aqila needs anything, don't hesitate to ask for help" Aqila smiled nodding

With a deep breath, he opened the dark brown door slowly, white and blue colors seemed to dominate the room, this room looks clean must often be cleaned when he was not there, in the right corner of the room was a canvas, a brush and a place of paint, Aqila touched one of the paintings there, a painting of him and all his family members, he said, the painting was a dream he used to have that could now be said to be realized

Next he turned to his study desk, looking neat and many books about art there. Aqila pulled up the chair, her gaze fixed on the photo framed near the study lamp, the photo of her and... Renata, Aqila remembered her name now

As she opened the blue-covered book tucked between the other books, something fell from there, Aqila lowered her head to take it, it was a photo. The photo of two people turning their backs to the twilight on the beach with the inscription on the back of my rainbow photo, is completed with seven colors of rainbow that he drew himself, mejikuhibiniu

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"Aakhhh" the memory entered so quickly in his head, the shadows of Naufal from the beginning of their meeting until the last they met consciously in the atmosphere of twilight by the beach

"Wait three more days, I will say your name before God and be seen by many"

"Now the distance between us is one meter but it will be closer than one centi meter" said Naufal then they both smiled facing the camera, turning back at dusk with a beautiful tinge

That was their last conversation before Naufal finally lay in a coma in the hospital, as well as the end of their meeting at that time

"Naufal, does your heart still have my name? Or replace the others?"

"Can I still collect your promise five years ago? A promise as a rainbow that comes after a storm passes? Did you accept that match? Or is it still waiting for me? May I wish you were still waiting?"

Aqila remembered everything, about Renata, Bu Maya, Galang, Gempano, Regan his college friends and other friends, including about Fadila

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The next day the rain welcomed morning, the sun was covered in cloudy clouds, Aqila looked at the calendar, shouldn't it be summer?, but she had promised to meet Renata today, and she had promised to meet Renata today, Aqila had already imagined how the girl's expression was across there when she sent a message to Renata's old number, apparently the girl had never changed her phone number. After Aqila sent a message with her new phone number directly into the phone call from Renata's number, you can imagine how happy the girl was heard from her voice

They made an appointment this morning, but because it was raining they agreed to meet later in the afternoon to one of the parks they used to visit often

"Why is it raining?" He asked quietly, sitting on the living room couch with his father reading the newspaper

Papa Arya frowned slightly at the question of her daughter which she thought was a little strange

"Why is it raining?" Papa Arya repeated the question that Aqila had raised earlier

"Wouldn't this month be summer? Why is it raining?" He asked again, Papa Arya laughed at hearing that as well as Mama Intan who had just come to bring a cup of coffee for her husband, Aqila became increasingly frowned, was the question wrong?

"In Indonesia there are two seasons, rainy season and summer, but the weather conditions are erratic and can not be determined based on the month alone, sometimes sudden rain, or sometimes sudden heat" papa Arya's

"It looks like living in a country of four seasons makes Aqila forget about her country" mama Intan cheered, Aqila rubbed her nape and chuckled softly

"Where's reyna?" He had not seen his brother's presence since this morning

"Reyna's gone to teach?"

"Teaching?"

"Hmm, she as an art teacher at one of the schools" explained Mama Intan, Aqila nodded, she forgot her sister first took a major in the university

"Aqila, Devano's sister asked to pick Yusuf up at her school later, could you? He said he was still busy, Mr. Roni was suddenly let home this morning, his son was sick"

Aqila nodded, all he could go around, about where Joseph's school, easily searchable on google maps. After all, he can now use a car, so he does not have to wear a raincoat