2 AM

OVERTURE

Zzzrrrhh—The wind's blowing hardly.

"Hurry up! It's going rain," I shouted. Grumbled because my hand's holding the doorhand tightly that's blowed by the wind.

But a man with that blue-shirt suit just closed the fence slowly.

"I'm coming, dear,"

He put the motorcycle cover on first. Once more, he ignored my upset gesture. Even he sang a song while he was walking. A favorite song. Then his hands played the tones with a few clap.

Clap. Clap-Clap. Clap-Clap. Clap.

"Don't be upset," He laughed. "I'm walking to you, haha," said him.

"Come on, the weather's getting worse," He took that doorhand, grab my shouldier, then pushed me in softly. We got in then.

"Wow! Smell's good, babe,"

Suddenly, he shouted. Smiled to me about the aroma of our dinner. Oh, God! It made me laughed off.

"It's a same as last night," said me.

"Yeah, but it's still karee, right? You know I love it,"

Okay, that's what I really do love of him. Such a nice guy with a lot of appreciation.

He got off to the bathroom, then. I prepared our dinner, put the karee soup into a bowl, set it on the table.

A few minutes later, he was sitting in front of me. Keep singing his favorite song—continued with the tones playing on some taps on the table with his point and middle finger.

Tap. Tap-Tap. Tap-Tap. Tap.

"Hey, you don't follow the tones?" said him with putting his smile on his cheeks.

Oh, God. He's joking again.

I just replied his smile. "I only have 2 hands, hon," I answered. Taking a look to him about my hands that I used to put on his drink.

"Oh, yeah. Alright," He laughed—again. "Oh, dear. I just received a wedding invitation. It'll be on this weekend. How do you say?"

He's done with his joke at that time a second. Talking about an invitation. A forgotten invitation. I asked him then.

"Whom? Your work fellow?"

"Nah," He shaked his head. "You brother. It's Sean wedding in Manhattan,"

I shocked a bit. "Oh!" "Yeah, I forgot that. Okay, we'll go,"

"Okay. I already planned to rent a car,"

Hearing that, I reflected shaked my head. "Oh, no, no, no. We don't have to. I'd love to ride. You know that," said me.

"Seriously? But it's going rainy everyday. A little step more to be winter," He put me in doubt. But I made him sure.

"Yeah. It's okay," I noded my head a few.

He smiled. "Okay, then,"

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