Imaginary Story Wet Rain

Because all deserve a second chance.

Long rain fell and had long anyway terlarung mind the memories. Rain is still the same, still cold. Which condenses on the cold heart. This time the rain is not the same as the rain that always pacing the imagination. Drizzling rain that ran minyirami you dodge. Still remember grains of water in the hair mengantung cepakmu play carefree. Kokohmu hand rake face and hair quickly shortly after you reach the nearest shelter. In a pretty shady trees but not quite worth saying shelter for both of us because it was still raining trying to attack through the cracks are less dense foliage. You're standing right next to embrace your own body. You look out, look at the rain or I do not know what you look at. What is clear you are the most beautiful scenery on a cold afternoon in the wet. Without you realize this is cool eye colonize every corner of the concluded beauty. Thick eyebrows, big eyes with black eyes, sharp nose with residual water clinging to a point at one end, a thin purplish lips hinted cold, green dots in the upper lip, jaw firm and strong and perfect chin.
You realize there is a bully who had been researching face pucatmu. With sharp eyes we mutually reciprocated view. Sharp, stabbing something in my body dalama. Neck choke, big lump there. Blood flowed quickly into the head, making a face flushed and instantly heats.

There is a lesson can I picked. I finally know what it feels like butterflies fly around in your stomach happy while sowing seeds in each kepakannya. You looked intently into my eyes. Strong winds blow away hair, covering part of shame that is implied in the face. I just kept looking at you, without reluctance even hair risih control of most of my wet face. Sweet smile dangling, stinging cold heart and left tingling in the chest. Unable to reply, kutau smile was just for me. I fall in love.

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Outdoors rain hit more clay soil. Terpaska shut the bedroom window because the water had gone too far trying to get in. All swear, curse, curse, mengicau of my mouth. I go on idle, lay down the start pared. Rain, always brought the memories of tears pressing to get out. The first water grains collapse of the eye, which I put self defense seems futile. Perhaps because the rain never comes alone, he is too strong to be defeated. The past re-evaporated in sight.

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Sweet smile in the middle of the pouring rain made me freeze. To move the lips, a smile embroider too hard. Rain, come up with more troops. Now not any clothes stuck to my body can escape from water attack. He walked, approached. Once again he fired a smile, which this time seemed more sincere. Swinging arm, "Knight". His voice was heavy, but the feeling groggy welcome ladder seems heavier. "Nana", my voice screaming, trying to beat the rush of the sound of rain. Introductions continues further. He was very friendly, we are bringing the laughter never stopped. Against the rain that was still not bored break through the foliage. Under the tree ridang wet. Our rain.

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Unceasing rain, sipping hot chocolate milk I see raindrops has now started to subside. The water that had flowed like a river in the glass window is now the only remaining points. I sat on the living room couch berselonjoran. From here the rain seen more clearly. "Do you see this rain knight?", Little babble revealed. "Mama," cried a little girl. Soon I menyerka rest of my tears, greeted her with a warm smile. He smiled, showing teeth toothless newly He get this morning. He was sweating. Kunciran hair a mess, and his kindergarten uniform now tangled. A burly man standing behind her. "Later I got home rather late, perhaps malem really," the man said before throwing badanya on the couch. "So when you go home do not malem mas?", I teased with a laugh that sounded forced. "Fine, I continued ngantor huh?" He said, frowning oppress him with a kiss. "Be careful mas", I said. Without replying to my words, he just waved his hand and turned toward the exit. "I'm thinking of noble Dosakah?", I muttered to herself as she noticed that have a circular ring on my finger. A heart that hurts.

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Rain is still pouring down, but it was already dusk. Dikala rain is getting cold dusk only. I do not know how many subjects that I dealt with the knight. My legs were getting tired standing up, I decided to sit in the basement flooded. He menyusulkku, immediately knights sitting next to me. I shivered. "Huh, cool", I complained to the warrior with a trembling tone. Without warning warrior hugged. We were silent for a moment. "I love you", knights catapult sentence I would never have imagined. I can not say, repay only his arms to embrace more tightly. I know, I have to reply Pertanyannya and he understood. We hugged each other under a shady tree with rain still loyal to accompany. I'm not a slut, who believes just the words of men. But her voice soothing and reassuring. I was warm in his arms. We equally as wet, but I know our hearts warmed. Until when this rain will constantly peeking kebagaian us? Can hope this rain continues to fall in our wet. Egoiskah if only we who want this rain continues to trap us here.

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"Hello mas, tonight you have to eat at home ya mas", I began the conversation when first heard the word hello.
"But I have not finished work. You eat He first wrote the same, I'll catch up. If not I'll have time to buy food, "Yoga said in a serious tone.
"I know you mas, if not eating at home you're not going to eat. Anyway you have to go home tonight. Do not forget to eat ", no less serious of Yoga I ask.
"Yes I promise, Na I love you", cold tone.
Immediately I turned off the phone, I could not reply to his words. I have only one heart and how I could give my heart to another, if the knight still take him somewhere.

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The rain had subsided, leaving the scent of wet soil that dominates the air. Arms no longer restrictive, more loosely. Chalky white face. I felt extreme heat did not stop hitting his head. My lips trembled with the sound of snapping teeth. Breathing slowed, my hand went limp. Now remorse began to hit. You're too slow menyedari purplish are etched on my lips too thick. You are too long signaled panic face. Face slowly faded in the shadows of fireflies. Increasingly dark and consciousness began to disappear.

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I glance at the clock showed that attaches to the wall at 1 pm. I was still lying enjoyed Saturday. Kusantaikan deliberately weekend. I know, the burden is still piling work to be done. I looked 5-year-old girl who was sleeping soundly. She looked so cute, innocent face reminds me of my childhood child. A happy future. He's like me, but I think he was more like his father Yoga. Watching him already asleep this time to go see a refrigerator. Walked slowly to the kitchen with a noble name masi in every step. I opened it slowly. There are only organic vegetables, I do not quite bear to watch him at the dinner table whine complain why I bring lawn garden to plate. It seems I have to go for a while. I looked through the window nearest the sky. Ensuring blasted rain will no longer attack. Without thinking, I ran small for my purse and jacket in the room. Grabbed the car keys and pass in between the road to the nearest supermarket.

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Woke up, I was laying on the bed were uncomfortable. Waking in the middle of a crowded ward with boisterous voice that shook the ear. And since I am aware of, knight never resurfaced. It's just that there are menggajal at heart and my finger.

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Aku keluar dari dari swalayan dengan beberapa kantong plastik putih besar. Aku tak berniat memborong semua ini, namun entahlah rasa ingin belanja banyak selalu menyerang setiap kali menyusuri lorong-lorong dengan sususnan rak-rak tingginya. Baru saja kulangkahkan kaki keluar dari swalayan petir dan kilat saling beradu di langit. Hujan mulai turun perlahan. Aku berlari menuju mobilku, agak jauh dan air sudah terlanjut melumuri tubuhku. Terus berlari hingga sosoknya muncul di depan mata. Seorang sedang duduk santai dengan kaki yang dilipat di pinggiran tembok yang ditutup atap tanggung di seberang jalan raya sepi. Jatuhlah apa yang ku genggam, jatuhlah air mata. Dia hembuskan kepulan asap rok*k dari mulut dan hidung yang saling beradu dengan rintik hujan. Dia melihatku yang tengah melihatnya dengan segala kebasahan ini. Sontak berdiri dan berlari kearahku. Hujan membasahi tubuhnya. Kami saling bepandang, kini gagang kacamata sudah membingkai mata tajamnya. Satria. “Cincin ini”, satria tersenyum sambil melihat cincin yang melingkar di jari manisku. “Aku belum sempat mengucapkan terimakasih”, lalu membalas senyumnya tak kalah manis. Hujan masih menghajar kami, menguncang perasaan lama yang sudah diajarkan untuk diam di dalam liang untuk bangkit. Satria masih saja tersenyum dan menggengam tangan ku. “Apa hanya aku yang berhasil menyematkan cincin di jarimu?”, tanyanya sambil bergurau. Aku hanya tersenyum sambil kembali mengemasi barang yang tercecer di bawah aspal becek. Dengan sigap satria membantu dan mengangkut semuanya. Kugiring dia pergi dari basah ini, kugiring dia pergi dan tak kubiarkan pergi lagi. Namun, cincin di jarinya tak bisa satria sembunyikan terlalu lama, cincin yang sama sekali tak bisa dikatakan sepasang dengan cincin yang melingkari jariku. Aku berjalan pelan sambil jalan menantang sang hujan dengan perasaan sepi yang masih tetap meringgkuk dalam hati. Ini saatnya aku meminta hatiku kembali, satria sudah terlalu lama membawanya.

Journey to the place that I know nothing about, only accompanied by the sound of rain and could not I enjoy from a small radio that was carefree bernayanyi. I see him still as before, but now she looks more mature and happy. Formerly flat stomach now beginning to swell on the sidelines of his buttons. He still impresses with gray hair now is not evenly spread garnished hair. Jangut and mustache are now fused with sideburns, bushy not only green dots I saw it change color like a small needle jet. Steering knight takeover, slashing wet roads slowly. I think just brought anywhere. I sat in the hand of the driver's seat. I looked at the free sights I missed from the face. Introspective sharp eyes were staring straight ahead.

Membising radio sound now, but in my ears rang with no content. Kuserongkan duduku until I really mengahadapnya. Although the backbone already snapped sign uncomfortable, but be too clever brain controls completely ignoring the struggling back.

Rain began to subside, we started down the deserted street. Increasingly lonely up, start the sound waves accompanied by the sun that shines so bright. Put the car in the shade nearby and walked mengampiriku are already out of the car first. He knelt and opened flat shoes brown leg shackles that have been wet. Carrying it lightly. He also took off his shoes pantopel blunt-ended colored black. He rolled up his trousers to match the color of his shoes. Hold my hand without a voice.

Tanah kini berganti pasir putih kasar, seperti biji merica. Aku berjalan dengan perlahan. Pasir ini menjerat kaki lebih dalam dalam tiap pijakanku. Sebukit cahaya berwarna-warni terpampang nyata di hadapanku. “Pelangi”, kataku pelan dengan nada takjub dan mata yang terus menuju dan membaca pelangi itu. “Jika ibarat hujan adalah mimpi dan dan matahari adalah kenyataan. Kita memerlukan keduanya untuk melihat pelangi” suaranya yang sedikit berat menyeluam perasaan hangat. Lebih hangat dari mentari yang kini tersenyum manis. Dia membalikan tubuhku dan menatap lekat mataku. Menindas badan mungilku di dalam dekapannya. “Sudah sangat lama, saya ingin mentari melihat kita. Hujan itu, sampai sekarang saya tidak dapat melupakannya. Bisakah kita mulai semuanya dari awal?” bisinknya di telingaku. Kulepaskan pelukannya, memandang lurus padanya. Menghela nafas berat. Kegugupan memenuhi udara di sekitar kami. “Kenapa kamu meninggalkan saya?”, seruku cepat. Suaraku tenang, namun hatiku bergetar hebat. “Apa saya tidak berhak mendapat kesempatan lagi?”, suaranya memelas. Mata tajam yang selalu aku menancapkan serangan pada hatiku. “Saya terlalu naif jika saya memberimu kesempatan. Kemana saja kamu selama ini? Meninggalkan saya dengan harapan dan mimpi mengebu bagai hujan dan harus menelan pil pahit kenyataan bagai panas mentari. Ini dunia yang sesungguhnya, pelangi hanya muncul sesaat, sisanya hanya ada luka dan sakit. Jangan suguhkan saya janji, saya sudah takut bermimpi”, aku menghela nafas perlahan. Menyusun kata-kata. Aku tak tau apa yang kuucapkan barusan, namun ada beban di hati perlahan merontok dan berguguran. “Ya, saya akui saya bodoh. Percaya pada kata sayang yang kamu ucapkan”, kulanjutkan perkataanku. Kutarik tangganya, kupandangi cicin yang melingkar di jarinya. “Kamu, kamu juga sudah beristri”, suaraku tak bisa kukendalikan. Air mata pertama jatuh di tangan besarnya. “Maaf, saya hanya ingin kamu tau. Semua yang saya katakan saat hujan pertama kita berjumpa itu benar adanya. Saya tidak berbohong”, satria bersuara. Air mata menderas di pipinya. “setiap saat hujan turun, saya selalu merindukanmu. Mengingat wajahmu yang tak pernah pudar di otak saya”, satria menghentikan sejanak perkataannya. Melihat ke arah lain lalu tertawa kering sambil menyeka air matanya. Kemudian dia menarik cincin di jarinya. Mengambilnya. Lalu mengambil tangganku, menanruhnya di telapak tangan ku dan meenggenggamkannya. “Saya sangat butuh kesempatan kedua”, lanjut satria. Aku masih tak mengerti sampai dia mendekapku sekali lagi. Mundur dan tersenyum, memerkan gigi dan kembali menghapus air matanya. Lalu dia berbalik berjalan tanpa isyarat perpisahan lagi. Aku masih terdiam memandangi punggung tegapnya hingga menghilang.

I opened my hand, pay attention to the plain silver cicin. I cried in silence while sculpting. I yelled his name in my heart when I realized "Nana" is a name engraved on the cicin it. The same rains there will be no more, I fell. Still stood in deserted. Crying in silence, only tears were tears.

Now I realize, I really need a second chance.