Rain for Airin
Epsu 21. A Meeting That Leaves Question Marks

A gray McLaren is splitting the city streets that look crowded this afternoon. The pace is quite relaxed, but not as relaxed as the passengers.

Inside were two people of different gender. They kept quiet, watching the streets with their own minds.

"Already, Airin. No cry. I'm sure we'll find Zia" said Rain, calming the teary-eyed Airin.

His eyes continued to look out the window. Since Nisa informed him of Zia's disappearance by phone this afternoon, Airin's heart was not calm.

In a hurry he asked for permission to go home, but Rain insisted on helping him. The man was worried about letting a woman who was in a hurry drive a car alone.

"I'm afraid Zia isn't okay. It could be Rival," said Airin.

Rain was silent for a moment. I don't know what he's thinking. But, he was sure of something. Zia is not with Rival.

Looking up while holding the shoulders of the vibrating Airin, with one hand still holding the wheel.

"We will find him" he said confidently.

Unbeknownst to them, a red Ferrari was parked in a famous boutique they had just passed.

...***...

"Stop, Om!" peekkik Zia, as Keano passed a blue painted house that was already several meters behind them.

Cait!!

Keano stepped on the brake suddenly.

"Why, Zia?!" keano asked turned his head towards Zia confused and half annoyed.

Because this is the fifth time they circled the area around the park, circling without a definite destination. And again Zia told him to stop.

After the rain incident, or rather playing mud earlier, Keano invited Zia to a boutique to buy clothes. Replacing Zia's dirty clothes with new clothes that are certainly cleaner and fragrant, fragrant new clothes means. Not to forget he also invited the little girl to stop by for a while at a restaurant to eat.

It didn't feel like the day was starting at night, and Zia hadn't eaten anything since last day. Keano was a little surprised to learn that the food Zia had ordered was spaghetti bolognese, a side dish like her favorite.

It was just a coincidence, he thought.

"It looks like it's Zia's house" Zia said as she pointed at the blue-painted house across the street.

Keano frowned.

"You sure? I mean Om, this is already the third house that Zia said was Zia's residence. And in the end, Om must bear the shame because we have the wrong house. Om was almost suspected of being a syndicate of child kidnappers asking for ransom. Lots of blue painted houses. Maybe Zia's wrong."

"No, Om. Zia was sure it was her house."

Keano.

"Can't be.." she quietly.

"Come, Om!"

Chequek.

Zia had opened her car door, then ran towards the house in question.

"Hey, Zia wait! Cih, troublesome!"

Keano hurriedly removed his seltbelt, then rushed after Zia. He was afraid that Zia had the wrong house, because Keano knew very well whose house Zia was heading to at this time.

Keano deliberately passed the Airin home complex to make sure the woman was home or not. But now he was even bothered by the little girl ringleader.

He was worried that Airin would think a no-no when he saw Keano at his house these nights, especially now that he came with a child. It could be, Airin considers the little girl is his son with Celia.

Can be dashed hope Keano to approach Airin, if the woman had misunderstood first. Keano could not let his bad image persistently exist in the springs of Airin.

Sreth!

Keano immediately withdrew Zia's hand, as the little girl had already reached the gate.

"Yeah! Why, Om? Zia wants to go in the house. Zia had missed her mother," whined Zia, not accepting Keano's treatment.

"Zia, listen to Om. Zia must have gone home wrong. You see, Om knows very well whose house this is. So, let's go find Zia's house again. The one with the blue color, right? Also, there are still many ahead" Keano persuaded while pointing in any direction.

"Om, do you know whose house this is?" asked Zia with sparkling eyes.

Keano patted his forehead.

Holy hooch! It seems he's been mispronounced. Zia would definitely ask in more detail, prying the information as deeply as Keano was confused to answer.

Keano sighed harshly. Huft....

"Om just know. He's Om's friend. Friends live someday. Hehe," Keano replied, but lowered the tone of voice at the end of the sentence.

Zia frowned again.

"ZIA!"

The shout of someone from behind undoes Zia's intention to ask the intent of Keano's words earlier.

The little girl turned to the origin of the voice. His smile immediately expanded.

Grep's!

The person who called Zia's name immediately knelt down to embrace Zia's body wrapped in new clothes that Keano bought.

The red knee-length dress appears oversized on Zia's tiny body, with the price tag still hanging at the end.

"A-Iirin... I-I can explain. It's not what you think... This brat.... " Keano stuttered due to Airin's sudden appearance.

"This kid is not—"

"Mother, introduce. This is Om Keano. Om this is what brought Zia home," Zia's explanation makes Keano not continue his speech.

Keano looked dumbfounded. His eyes widened with his mouth slightly open. Did he not hear wrong? Did Zia say mother? Zia calls Airin mother?!

"Wait. You guys know each other? Zia... Mother? Rin's... What does this mean?" cecar Keano with a slightly demanding tone. Because he is sure very well in the ID card listed if Airin is still single.

Then who is Zia?

Deg.

So happy to meet Zia, to make Airin forget the presence of Keano there. Airin looked up while swallowing his saliva with great difficulty.

Airin's body sculpted instantly. The dilation of the heart that was out of control, made him tremble with cold sweat that began to appear on the surface of his white skin.

"It turns out to be true, Om Keano already knows Mother." Zia smiled brightly turning to look at the two adults who were staring at each other.

"Rin? Don't tell.... "

Airin has no power to speak. He seemed unable to explain anything to Keano at this moment. More about Zia.

'How is this?' worry Airin in the heart.

Rain stared flat at the small family who had been separated by distance and time many years ago, sitting in a car that stopped not far from where the three men stood.

"Happy with your meeting. But sorry, Keano. Now Airin's mine."