The Singers
048. Raining.

...Cw//mention of kiss....

The Singapore sky was struck by pitch black, it was dark because of the night that enveloped, but plus the thundering rain. Make the humans who are there stop their activities outside or there is still someone outside while sheltering whether it's in the car or shelter in a place that can protect themselves.

"Rain. We don't eat on the ship." said lethargic Amira. Even though when invited this girl pretentiously and refused, the turn now he was even excited even though lethargic because it did not become. Because the rain made them unable to get out, plus the cold tonight made them choose to stay in the room.

"Father. There's still time next time." comfort Alkan didn't want the girl's prolonged sadness.

"But tomorrow we go home."

"Next time does not mean tomorrow. There's still some other time, right?"

Amira sighed in disappointment, then allowed her original sitting to stare at the glass that featured rain stubs out there. He glanced at Alkan who was focusing on his laptop then clucked softly. Why does it feel like he became jealous of a laptop that can without getting bored.

"What are you doing?" Amira draws herself closer to Alkan's body. Glancing at Alkan's finger skillfully typed there.

"Stir the work first." he answered simply to make Amira scowl.

Tonight Amira is clingy. Whether satanic possession of this hotel or Singapore's dedemit, he felt like being pampered and noticed, but Alkan was even busy himself with his work.

He let out a long sigh then leaned on Alkan's shoulder while still paying attention to Alkan's laptop. The laptop displayed graphic data that Amira did not understand. Which is definitely not Amira's field for sure.

The sound of the notification goes into the Whatsapp Alkan which is connected on the web laptop. There the name Jia put on sent a message; 'You have to take responsibility!'

Amira frowned reading the ambiguous message. His chest immediately rippled violently, feeling heartache. Does Alkan still have a special relationship with Jia? Plus the reason they split because their beliefs are different, but who knows? Their feelings are still the same.

"Don't think macem-macem. It was Jia again angry." he said as he understood the thoughts of Amira who was at war analyzing each other.

"Why angry? You're pregnant with him?" amira's allegations.

"Nhd!" then the sound of the notification back in made Amira quickly see and read the message.

Jia sent a message with capslock; 'BEN IS NOT HEALED! YOU SHOULD BE RESPONSIBLE FOR HIM. THIS IS EVEN A RUN TO SINGAPORE! BASIC DAMN!'

Amira gulps her saliva, feels horrified and simultaneously imagines Jia's fierce face. Even though the girl might look funny, but Amira knows that she is angry will not fool her anger.

"What are you doing to get sick?" Amira asked for an explanation.

"Nothing. People get sick from there. Jia is a boisterous one."

"Do you know boisterous language?" amira asked with a laugh because she had just heard Alkan talking like that.

"Ringed from Jasmine. I'm being airy."

"Where else is Jasmine your girl?" point at Amira with narrowed eyes.

Questions like a lover who is caught wet his girlfriend who was caught cheating. The two of them clearly have nothing to do.

"No, jeez. Why the hell are you? Jasmine is rich my own sister."

Amira snorted, "A lot of your sister. She said your mother doesn't have a daughter."

"Yes, you don't have one, do you? But he likes to think of young women around him as his son if he feels comfortable with that person."

"How am I?"

"What?"

"How me? What does your mother think?" the re-question makes it clear.

"Before you asked about being considered my mother. I'm more real than you, what do you want to be?"

"I'm..." Amira racked her brain in search of something that could distract their chatter, "I want wine."

"Hm?"

"Drink, yuk? I haven't had a drink in a long time" she asked, this time not leaning her chin on Alkan's shoulder.

"Don't mabok but, huh?"

Amira nodded excitedly as she agreed to her request.

"Promise first."

"Promise! Ayok pesen wine." pinta Amira by pulling Alkan arm plan.

Alkan nodded then called someone asking to bring wine to the room they were in.

His ears faithfully listened to the conversation from the phone until it was closed.

"Wait a minute to come. I'll do the job first, okay?" his permission was to keep Amira from feeling neglected.

"OK,"

The two of them were finally silent, the voice that accompanied him was just a hint of rain. While Amira's eyes are still faithful staring at the silhouette of Alkan who is focusing on doing something on his laptop. The man looks many times handsome when he is focusing on his laptop, his shadow is like a sugar daddy that he once watched on his laptop. Plus the arm of his shirt that he rolled up made the veins on his arm more visible.

The sound of her room bell ringing made Amira gasp to turn her gaze towards the door there. Alkan who would rise was immediately detained by Amira.

"I'm the one who's open."

"Okay, thanks" he said with a sweet smile.

A few seconds later, Amira returns with a bottle of wine with a smile. He brandished the bottle while grinning like a child who had been given a balloon.

"But really?" alkan asked, smiling because he saw a twinkle on Amira's face.

"Look, we're drinking!" Amira began to take the glass and poured the wine into the glass. "Do you want me to pour it?" bargained for.

"Sure."

Amira took a glass to Alkan and poured the wine into half a glass.

"Cheers?"

Amira raised the wine to be held together with Alkan's glass until their glass made a clinking sound from the glass's impact.

The glass touched Amira's lips until her drink ran out, Alkan watched her silently.

"Don't get drunk." Alkan Sweat. He didn't want anything to happen to the girl.

However, at this time Amira could not heed Alkan's warning. The girl was busy pouring back her wine and then drinking it back with a little to run out. Plus his head was running about his career, making him confused when invited drunk. Even now his head started to weigh like lifting weights on his head.

"Give it..."

"Hm?"

"You ask me about kiss and the answer is; I want but im scared." said the innocent girl who was drunk.

"I'm just kidding."

But if you really want to. Who would refuse if it were presented that way? Obviously humans are not sane.

"I'm afraid.." she said slowly as she looked at her empty glass, "I'm afraid to fall in love with you. I'm afraid of being left out."

"No one gonna leave you, Mi."

"Everyone leave me." she answered firmly, "But now I'm brave. I'm not afraid of what the future will look like, because now it's me here. In the present, with you. Don't care about you who might leave me later. But honestly, I want you now. Can I kiss you?" his sentence came out quietly, even his eyes this time were already staring at Alkan with his dear gaze.

"Really's? Are you really drunk?" he asked with a sigh especially Amira began to bring herself closer to Alkan's body.

"Can i?" his hand was already holding both cheeks Alkan smoothly and boldly.