Rainbow No Color Limit
What Reason?!

Zee, who had just arrived, jumped up and down in his arms and struggled in Rain's hands.

"Sister. I used to pass Arza on the street. He smiles at me. Hiii... I'm melting I saw him." Zee seemed to want to prance in front of her brother. No matter how cold the faces of his mother and elder brother were. Rain already looked pale in fear seeing her mother's scary face.

"Ehm... Deck. His hand this brother again hurts. You try not to hold on to brother. " Speak Rain gently, trying to calm down and distract.

"Why is his hand, brother? " Zee watched Rain's hands. Rain opened his palm. Zee looked at him expressionlessly. "That's just a scuff, brother. "

Mr. Djaja recounted the incident that befell Rain. Hastini and Zee looked shocked.

Rain also explains that Arza brought Rain home.

"Do you know who did it? " Tanya Hastini's.

"No, ma. He turned around first when I looked at him. Maybe people don't matter, mom. Let alone. "

"Why do people want to hurt you? " Hastini looked troubled.

"Anyday, not pa-pa. I'm not okay, either. Maybe they don't like the same people as me. Was ordinary. I want to go in first, clean up. I want this adzan. " Rain went in and left them. He can breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally he was also released from the death gaze of his mother.

"What was Reynald? " Said Mr. Djaja suddenly after Rain left. His gaze looked up as if he was not talking to anyone near him.

"What father do you mean? " Hastini asked.

"Temannya Rain earlier, who brought Rain home. "

Now Zee says, "No, sir. Called Arza. My sister said it. Why emang? "

"He is like someone you know. But he's obviously too young. Nope, no. Maybe it wasn't him. But what's possible.... " Back Djaja kept talking to himself.

Hastini and her two children stared at each other in confusion.

"Bapa why the hell? " Tanya Hastini's.

Mr. Djaja still seems to think. He did not answer his wife's questions nor did he respond to the confusion of his children.

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When night falls....

Rain who was not planning to go to the restaurant, he just sat down casually while watching TV with his two brothers.

His legs had just been sorted by an old woman who was an expert in massage. His legs are no longer painful. Only, his palm still felt sore.

The old woman had just been driven home by Arka.

Mr. Djaja and his wife are in the kitchen. Hastini initially did not feel strange about her husband's attitude. But Djaja continued to pensive so that made Hastini confused.

"Mother why exactly? " Task Hastini softly while stroking the back of her husband's hand gently.

"Fear, ma'am. I was afraid they would come again to harm Rain. Do we have to go again? " Pak Djaja can't hide his concerns. Hastini. "What father mean? "

"The boy was very similar to Geraldi, who I knew. "

Hastini frowned. "Father never told me about Geraldi before. Besides, you said the boy was Reynald, not Geraldi. Who her? "

"Reynald was the son of Geraldi, one of Atmawati's aides. " Hastini's countenance now stiffened, silent with eyes that seemed unable to blink.

"Sir, ma. What was? " Speak Rain who suddenly entered the kitchen. Both of his parents looked surprised then fixed their expressions.

"Eh! No pa-pa, neng. What do you want? " Say Mr. Djaja softly.

"I'm thirsty, sir. Take a drink. " Rain walked towards the refrigerator and picked up a bottle of drinking water. Actually Rain felt suspicious of the silence of his parents. But he didn't ask more.

He thought, if indeed his parents want to share the story, they must have told themselves without having to be asked.

Rain returned to the front room to accompany his two brothers.

Rain recounts what Arza told him about Mr. Ramli. Zee responded by occasionally nodding his head.

While Arka occasionally glanced at his two younger siblings while busy watching TV and eating snacks.

"Had Risya been looking old. It turns out he's not the same age as us. "

Rain wince. "You have such thoughts?"

"Yes that. "

"But he's not very old. "

Zee only snorted while scowling.

"But I thank you very much Arza. I don't know what happens if there isn't him. "

Arka's starting to look dislike.

"Yes, say thanks anyway. But you don't have to overdo it that way. The one who solved this problem wasn't just him himself, deck. "

"Yes, I know, brother. I just feel amazed by him. He was like my new idol. " Zee flicked his shoulders many times while smiling at Rain.

Rain pulled the corner of his lips down.

"Sister sometime askin she dong, she's real mana. I'm kepo loh....." Zee seduce.

Rain just took his breath out slowly.

"You've known Arza for a long time, neng? " Task Mr. Djaja suddenly. Rain who felt that the question was for her replied, "Yes, sir. Why why anyway? " Rain felt something strange.

"You better keep your distance from him. Not bad-minded, but somehow you feel that he is similar to someone you know first and he could have hurt you. "

Rain frowned at his father's confession and thought, Could this be what made his parents look pensive earlier? Why is his mind so far away?

"Mr.... Arza is a good man. As long as I was friends with him, he never had any problems with me. Even if he wanted to harm me, he should have done it a long time ago. There are so many opportunities to do that. "

Mr. Djaja breathed heavily. "Father is just worried, neng. Father scared. Do you know the origin of Arza? Who is he and who are his parents? " Pak Djaja looked at Rain.

"I don't know who his parents are. All I know is that both of his parents are dead."

Mr. Djaja looked surprised. "Died? "

Rain looked at Mr. Djaja a little strangely.

The curious Ark asked, "What else is going on this time, sir? Why Arza too? "

Now Mr. Djaja who looked confused was more confused by the gaze of his three children. They seemed to be waiting for a certainty answer from Mr. Djaja.

"Sir? " Rain looked impatient.

Mr. Djaja rubbed his face rough. His head looked up at the ceiling of the house.

"Did we have to go this time too? That's what you mean, father? " Zee looked sad and his eyes were glazed over.

"Actually what's the matter with big brother until we have to go away? Dad always ran away. Do you not intend to end this problem? A problem that even my own sister doesn't know what it is."

Zee started crying. "Hiks...I'm tired, sir. I'm tired of having to keep running from people who aren't clear. Can we not fight? Why don't you go to the police if it threatens our family? " Zee's tears fell. Now he's sobbing and his shoulders are shaking. Hastini could not hold back his tears.

Mr. Djaja was silent with tears in his eyes.

"Do you remember Lita? The little girl who got hit by a car as she chased us away. Do you remember?"

Mr. Djaja could not stand it and covered his face with his hands. His shoulders were shaking violently.

"Hiks... He died right in front of my eyes because I was late to see him, sir... Hicks..."

"Already, darling. Thats enough. " Say Hastini with a trembling voice.

"No, ma. Let father remember. Even my father didn't let me take him to his final resting place... Huhuhoo.... " Zee was crying hard.

Arka and Rain cried in silence. Rain thinks he's to blame, not just his father.

"It's all because of brother, deck. Don't blame the father, "Say him in a trembling voice.

Zee looked at him softly. "Then do you know why you did that? There is never a single reason that comes out of your mouth about our escape, brother. He just said we should leave. Always just that. "

Rain who did not know the obvious reason why his father did that, he just fell silent. Rain himself had no idea what kind of problem his father had with those people.

" I'm sorry... " Said Djaja lirih.

Zee smiled slanted still while crying.

"Submit you, sir. " Answers are wiry. Feeling bored with the same words he heard when it came to this matter.

The mood is silent. Although it still occasionally sounds stuffing from Zee.

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Zee curled up in her room accompanied by her mother. Her crying had stopped, but sadness still radiated clearly on her face.

Rain, Arka and Pak Djaja were still sitting in the front room. The three people were silent with their own thoughts.

Rain sighed and threw it away slowly. His eyes glared at a middle-aged man who looked tangled and pitiful.

"Sir... " Say Rain. Mr. Djaja glanced at him briefly then lowered his head.

"I'm sorry Zee if her words hurt you. Zee was too sad to remember the past. I don't blame you if you think that's best for us. " Rain looked at Arka who was also silent and then looked back at Mr. Djaja.

"Not that I want to blame you, but I just want to ask. I really want to know your answer. Don't you have any personal problems with those people? " Mr. Djaja shook his head slowly, looking unconvinced.

"So the problem is they're with me? " Pak Djaja was silent, apparently not intending to answer.

Rain set his breath trying to calm himself.

"If it was our escape all this time just to protect me, I ask you not to do that again. These fathers' children are grown. Let's face it together what will happen. Don't be afraid something will happen to me. I am sincere about what will happen. Our age is governed by the Almighty.

Even if we continue to run, we will not necessarily survive. Our escape might even distance us from each other, sir. Kasian Zee if we keep going from our own place of residence. Honestly, I still want to know why they're after me. But if you can't tell me, I'm just asking... We stay here. In our own home. Make this house the last house we visit.

Can you grant my wish? Don't blame yourself if I end up in this place. The important thing is we stay together, sir. "

Mr. Djaja was breathing rough.

"Alright, neng. We're not leaving anymore. "

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seriate...

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