2 Flower Stalks

2 Flower Stalks
Rainstorms


The usual golden evening sky with the radiance of the sun that will sink always amaze the inhabitants of the earth.


Adorned with free-flying birds returning to the contest.


Marking the day will begin to end with all his busyness.


But unlike this afternoon, the sky looks unfriendly, blackened blobs are neatly lined up there.


Bright sun no longer shows its golden rays.


Some days it is erratic weather, rainstorms with strong winds are often crashing. Makes anyone feel anxious when bad weather is brewing.


Insha was still in her bed, staring lazily at the window, looking outwards which looked as if it was dark as it was heading into the night.


Insha glanced at the digital clock beside her,


"It's still 4pm.but it's like 6pm.it looks like it's going to rain any minute..."


muttered Insha with his laziness.


"Mas han came home at Brapa's.."


Insha tries to reach for a nearby phone, typing a short message for Hanafi


'love to go home at what time.outside it is cloudy.quickly go home before it rains..'


the message was also sent.


Insha was still writhing to the right and to the left her body felt lazy to wake up. Seen the phone that has not appeared there is a reply from Hanafi.


He decided to immediately go to the bathroom to clean himself, with a step that was a little slow to walk.


hmm.why is this body so hard to move yes.what might I have been too tired.Why does my heart also feel strange like this..


Oh yes.my chocolate cake.I want to eat one more, before Hanafi mas come later...


Insha immediately smiled considering the taste of the melted melted chocolate cake in her mouth.When her spirit rose again, she imagined the handsome face of Hanafi who smiled sweetly when enjoying her homemade cake later.


Insha walked cheerfully to the bathroom to clean up.


Finished carrying out his bathing ritual long enough, and also performing prayers in his room.


Insha was now standing right in front of the glass window at the end of her room, the glass looked towering even above the height of Insha's own body.


Insha stared sadly out of the house, the cloudy blackened even now it had fallen light rain, along with the wind that was seen sweeping the grains of water that tried to go down to wet the ground.


From a distance also visible flashes of lightning light that struck in the middle of the black clouds.


Duuaarr....


suddenly the sound of lightning sounded very loud, making Insha startled until her body slightly jumped backwards from the window.


Covering his chest with both hands.


oh, my God.it was so lightning...


Why since then his heart felt something stuck, Insha herself could not interpret the taste of what she was feeling.


why has something strange happened since then.oh mas han.what's wrong with you.hopefully you're okay..


Insha realized that Hanafi had never appeared before her. This afternoon after Insha finished making the cake, he sent a short message to Hanafi along with a photo of the cake he had made.


'Darling.hurry home yes.I miss you.oh yes I made a cake melted chocolate.what a pity want to try it later...'


the message was sent and then included a photo of the cake made by Insha that looks tempting with melted chocolate.


Hanafi responded quickly.


'I'll be home early today baby.My job seems to be done soon..wait for me yes.I also miss you my woman...'


a second later, the message was seen again.


'i want.I want to.waah.you are very smart to make it.it looks delicious too..'


A second later, the message was seen again.


'wait for me to come home, baby'


Insha also replied with a blushing face.


'I'll wait for you baby.be careful on the road...'


Insha walked to her bed immediately picked up the phone lying there.


There was no reply from Hanafi.


He also tried to send another message.


'honey.you are where.outside it's raining..'


sent message.


Insha gazed again out the window the rain was falling more and more, also the wind was getting louder, the flashes of lightning also seemed to be striking in the middle of the black clouds making a terrifying rumbling sound.


Insha stared at her phone many times but there was no answer at all, whereas usually Hanafi always reply quickly to messages from her.


Duuaarr...


the sound of lightning was getting more and more raging out there.


Insha also undoes his intention to make a call to Hanafi, he is afraid to play mobile phone during a lightning rain like this.


Insha put her phone just like that on the bed, now she is seen walking back and forth in her room, there is a sense of worry and also a strange feeling in the heart that she is feeling now.


Amidst those worries, Insha remembered she had not eaten anything since noon, only tasting her melted chocolate cake . In his shadow again flashed the angry face of Hanafi as Insha procrastinated on her eating schedule.


Insha was shuddering in fear, then a second later smiled because she was happy to get a husband who was considerate like Hanafi, although sometimes his attention to Insha was too excessive, but Insha was happy and enjoyed it.


He chose to walk and slightly forgot his worry to go downstairs, to eat something there.


Insha chose to make a sandwich with smoked meat that he had mastered how to make.


one sandwich was finished, he put it in a dish, and took 1 small box of red guava juice in the refrigerator, and brought it to the dinner table.


Insha also ate it while continuing to hear the roar of lightning out there.


He looked around in all directions, the house also looked quiet, no one was seen in the kitchen as usual.


After finishing the sandwiches and fruit juice, why he was still hungry he recalled the chocolate cake he made.


He took a fruit and ate it at the table he had been at.


He prepared a melted chocolate cake on a beautiful marble plate, he neatly arranged some cakes there, also prepared two small spoons next to it. Hopefully later when Hanafi comes home he will eat it together.


He brought a plate containing the cake into his room, waiting for his husband to come home.


It was already dark, but the rain along with the wind and lightning had not subsided. Insha repeatedly tried to contact Hanafi's phone but there was no reply or reply from him.


Tok.dok..


the sound of knocking on the door.


"Come in"


Risna came in with a tray of food for Insha.


I haven't been able to get into the room yet but Insha has already asked him.


"Loh why mbak Risna brought my food here mbak.I will have dinner later with mas Hanafi..."


"It looks like Hanafi mas will be home late non, given the increasingly heavy rain and wind anyway.It is better that Miss Insha eat first.."


already walking put the tray on the table near the bed.


Indeed, already entered the dinner time, Risna did not want to repeat his mistakes, he better force his young miss to eat first than to wait for his young master who does not know when to go home.


Not trying to reproach or deny Insha was directly eating food brought by Risna even when Risna was still there.


"Thank you for Ris.."


insha said with a mouth filled with food.


"Same-sama miss.then I'm sorry first.if the lady needs something miss can contact me.I'm in the kitchen non.."


"Eemm.baik.."


Rishna closed the door and left.


After spending her dinner in the room, Insha was still restless to see many times the phone that never went off.


"Actually where are you.I'm so worried.Hurry home..."


now something was brewing at the end of his eyes.


The time was rolling so fast the clock showed at 10 pm, but Hanafi was never seen.


Insha stared at the melted chocolate cake she had arranged neatly on her bedroom table.


Then he looked at the window of the room that he had not closed perfectly with a sad look.


"where are you han.."


his murmuring was slow as he shed tears.


At exactly 11 pm Insha's phone was on, Insha who had started to sleepy was immediately gasped to see the light of the phone in the middle of the room which was only illuminated by the sleeping lights.


"Mas han's.."


he immediately muttered while staring at his phone.


A message from Hanafi.


"Darling.sorry I can't go home tonight.outside there is a rainstorm with strong winds.many trees on the road that collide.sorry I slept in the office tonight...take care of yourself.I love you my woman"


Insha also seemed to smile with relief reading the message that had been waiting for her.


Seriate...