Rainbow No Color Limit
01 Nightmare

Have you ever likened destiny to anything else? likening it to something else that is beautiful and equally created by Him. Like likening it to a rainbow.

Rainbows are beautiful, right? Like the beautiful destiny that has been outlined to us. The fate we deserve.

Good or bad, what we get is something that has been outlined by Him. Although it is undeniable that the heart will be sad and the eyes may cry when they have a bad destiny. That is natural because we are human beings who have feelings.

Although theories cannot be equated with those we face. Although it feels bitter, God always has the best plan for us.

For me, that is my destiny. Like a beautiful rainbow with various colors in it. Like various types of rainbows with the privilege that only God is the creator....

I don't know if anyone else can accept my view of fate, but I will try to accept that.....

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The clanging of the clock was loud to be heard in the cold and silent night. It seems to add to the horror of the atmosphere at night. If only, it was heard by a girl who was sleeping in a dream.

It's just, the dream he experienced seemed more frightening than the silence of the night he passed.More gripping than the cold of the night that enveloped him. Seen from the movement of his body that continues to fidget with sweat that poured, as if the cold of the night meant nothing to him.

A moment later he woke up with an irregular breath. He turned to the wall clock that looked faint because of the dark room of his bedroom. At 3 am.

With a heartbeat that was still irregular, he got out of his bed without intending to turn on his room lights.

He moved towards the kitchen. Once there he took a glass of water and sat down on a chair. He glanced at the darkness of the room while drinking slowly.

Suddenly the kitchen lights turned on and showed a middle-aged woman who still looks tangled typical wake up.

The woman was surprised to see her son sitting down drinking with an empty look. Soon he approached his son and shook his hand in front of his son's face.

"Rain." called him a little shrewdly, who was called still without turning his head.

"Are you awake or still asleep? " ask.

That's a strange question because the one asked was clearly drinking. His mother then shook her child's shoulders slowly, then the girl turned her head.

"Why? is the clock waking up this morning? " Task her mother looking gently at her son then pull up a chair to sit down.

Rain looked straight at the glass he held on the table.

"Rain.. Mother's son, what's wrong? " Task her mother again while stroking her son's hair, still looking patient.

"I'm a nightmare, Mom, "The answer is weak.

"What dream? " Mom looks a little curious. "What is the same dream? " Next again.

"Yes.. " Reply answered with the same look.

"Actually what dream, so that lately you often wake up at night? "

Rain took a deep breath and exhaled his coarsely before answering "Accident." His tone of voice and gaze were weak as if he was tired of his nightmares.

"Accident? " His mother looked surprised. Instantly he was silent. His shock made him unable to normalize his expression. His eyes seemed not calm.

Rain turned his head towards his mother because he felt a slight awkwardness with his mother's reaction.

"Why, Mom? " His question made his mother aware and instantly corrected his expression.

"Are you traumatized by an accident and you didn't tell me? " That question is not something Rain wants to hear. He was curious about his mother's reaction.

"Not at all. I never even had an accident or saw the tragedy firsthand, "The answer was still looking at his mother.

"Yes, maybe it's because you are tired every day to go back and forth through the highway, so it becomes a dream. I hope nothing is worrying." Mother said while stroking Rain's hair. His words according to Rain made little sense, but yes.

"You slept there again." Mother's orders while getting out of the chair.

"I'm not sleepy, Mom. Is your own mother awake? "

"Mom used to wake up at this hour. "

"ohhhhhhhh... " Rain finished his drink and went to the room.

Rain turned on his bedroom lights and his eyes stared one by one at the portraits. Rainbows.

He really likes rainbows, so every rainbow he sees must have him immortalized with his cellphone or someone else's phone. But it's better if there's a camera.

It's strange to borrow people's phones just to photograph the rainbow. Her often-abandoned experience of strange desires made her laugh by herself...

"Hoaayam..." Rain looked towards the sound of the person yawning. Rain saw his sister, Zee. Standing in the kitchen doorway while scratching his head. Rain is back at work.

"Woah.tumben sister is awake. What time is it? " ask.

"Hour 4:10. You yourself, why wake up alone? " Mom answered with a smile towards Zee.

Zee pursed her lips "Iihh.. That mother, instead of watching me wake up alone, even mocked that. " Then he walked over to Rain who washes the dishes and clings to her. Calling him continuously which does not also respond.

"Sister.... Brother is already... WAKE UP.!!! " Zee yelled near Rain after previously making a spoiled voice. His screams were completely unexpected. Rain stared intently at his sister as he rubbed his buzzing ears.

Rain smiled at his brother who felt innocent yelling at him. Rain stroked his sister's hair and smirked. "His sister is tumben.....WAKEUP!!!! " Rain immediately ran while laughing after returning his sister's scream. The job's done.

Zee was surprised by her brother's screams, her ears buzzing violently, before finally waking up and nagging her brother who was gone.

"Of course, that was Adhan. Shower there and pray." Mother reigns while putting the dishes on the shelf.

"Eatya do not be ignorant with brother, "Next again with an amused smile.

"Sister was asked once not to answer, "Anged Zee with a frown. Mother also led Zee to move.

Breakfast in the dining room

"Mom, this morning I heard someone screaming in the kitchen, what's wrong? " Task a middle-aged man who is none other than Rain's father, Mr. Djaja.

"Yes I heard, too, " said a man who had just sat down and started eating. He is Arka, Rain and Zee's older brother.

"There are usually nosy. If not his brother, his sister who started, "Absaid the mother while starting to eat. Arka smiled looking at her two sisters who were eating.

Arka was the oldest child, aged 25. Rain is 19 and Zee is 15. They always get along even though there is often a commotion between them because the three of them are equally ignorant.

Rain is still in college and Zee in 3rd Junior High is about to graduate. Arka worked with her father as a handyman on a project that her father worked on. Arka didn't go to college. He prefers to join his father after graduating from High School.

I'm taking Rain and Zee forward.

"Be careful, yes" said the mother as Rain and Zee experienced her.

They set off together on Rain's motorbike and leave earlier than his father because Zee's school distance is further from his father's workplace. Today Rain just dropped Zee off at school and went to work.

Arka packed the goods for her to bring to work. His father and mother were waiting on the terrace.

She just kept quiet with her husband. Sayu's gaze. Her husband felt a sense of unease in his wife's attitude.

"Why? from earlier you see as if there is something not okay, "Tanya Pak Djaja looked seriously at his wife.

Hastini, who was none other than his wife Pak Djaja turned to look at her husband who asked. He looked into those eyes deeply then his eyes were a little teary.

"Rain, "The answer sighed. Shifting her eyes to avoid her husband's gaze.Pak Djaja still waiting without asking.

"So morning he woke up not even in the middle of the night but his nightmare didn't seem to change. I looked as if I was tired of her dreams. And what made Mom surprised was that it turned out to be her dream.... Accidents. " Hastini looked at her husband at the end of her sentence.

Mr. Djaja looks a little surprised but he looks normal again.

"The dream does not necessarily hint at reality, although it comes many times. I just pray that Rain's nightmare passes quickly and does not make us bring up the things that used to happen. Mother, don't be sad. Father and Ark are here. Rain and Zee are good kids. One day if we have to explain it together. Rain would understand. " Pak Djaja looked at his wife gently trying to calm down.

Hastini looked at her husband resigned even though her heart was still feeling restless.

"Sir, let's go. " Arka came out while holding her briefcase of work equipment.

He was confused to see both his parents who were both silent and looked sad. Wh why? thought.

"Come on. " Take Mr. Djaja to Arka before the boy starts asking. Hastini greets her husband and son before they leave.

The departure of her son and husband makes her re-fret Rain's nightmare. He kept pensive until finally a neighbor came to invite him to chat. Then his attention was distracted.

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seriate....

hope someone is interested in reading my random work.

sorry if there is a bad word.

greetings from yuya....