Hujan Novels & Stories

His eyes are filled with a mixture of frustration and sadness, a sight that tugs at my heartstrings. "I'm sorry," I whisper, my words drowned out by the relentless downpour. The rain pelts against the pavement, creating a symphony of sound that matches the chaos in my mind. I give him one last apologetic glance before rushing back indoors, my soaked clothes clinging to my body like a second skin. As I ascend the stairs, warmth envelops me once more.

Frustration and disappointment etched deep lines on my forehead as I gazed up at the darkening sky, ominous clouds gathering overhead. "It can't rain now," I muttered to myself, my voice filled with exasperation. "Not when I'm so close." The raindrops began to fall, softly at first, but steadily growing in intensity. Each droplet felt like a cruel reminder of the ticking clock, my opportunity slipping away with every passing second. I clenched my fists, feeling the dampness on my skin, and let out a sigh of defeat.

{‘Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.’} The rain was pouring hard over the damp soil of the cemetery. Looking up, the sky seemed in agony and in greatest sympathy. I gripped my black umbrella hard as I refused to accept that the person inside the casket deserved this kind of cry from heaven.

" Winston’s hand slowly went limp. The umbrella slipped completely from his grasp, hitting the wet concrete floor with a soft, hollow thud. Ethan walked up to my side. He didn't hold an umbrella over my head for me. Instead, he simply placed a closed umbrella directly into my hand. "Natalie, the choice is entirely yours." I took the umbrella from him and snapped it open. The sound of the rain drumming against the canvas canopy was incredibly light and gentle. Winston stood frozen in the downpour, his bloodshot eyes watching me through the sheets of water. But I never looked back. Because that storm had already stopped in the past. And I finally no longer needed to wait for anyone else to hol

The rain fell with hate. Engulfed in a torrential and bursting cries, in an absolutely hell pouring turbulence flowing stream. As the lightning bolts descended like shooting spears to all angles of the city. Where echoes of the storms could be heard hitting into the gutters of the city with maliciousness. So much such that, the nountremendous pouring of the rain knitted with cloudburst took the visible city captive. rain fell with hate. Engulfed in a torrential and bursting cries, in an absolutely hell pouring turbulence flowing stream. As the lightning bolts descended like shooting spears to all angles of the city.

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Dealing with Suho’s unprecedented confession was too much to bear. Not tonight, Hana. Let it pass. Outside, the rain poured like there’s no tomorrow. It’s sound deafening, piercing through the depths of her soul. That night, as a torrent of rain washed out the dust outside, her pillow drenched with water from her eyes. The searing pain drew all over her body, blinding her sight, reaping her brain apart. Everything went fuzzy. The morning after, remnants of the thunderstorms from the previous night filled the surrounding water puddle everywhere.

DRIZZLE DRIZZLE The rain poured down heavily, wanting to wash away all the sins on earth. “Damn this stupid rain” Williams muttered angrily as he was looking for a shelter to shield him from the rain. Williams had no choice but to start running as the rain became heavier Plop Williams saw himself lying flat on the ground. Williams became more angry, his body was covered in mud and his cloths were drenched. “ Hey are you alright? “ a soft feminine voice asked

“No fucking way. Is that what I think it is?” The little droplets of rain falling on our bodies was enough to answer her question. “You jinxed it.” I glared at Reign. “How could I have known it was actually going to rain?” Reign spluttered, just as another thunder reverberated the earth, louder than the last one. Soon the drizzle turned into a light downpour. “Oh my God, what do we do?”

The skies over Mumbai rumbled ominously as dark clouds rolled in, casting a shadow over the bustling city. The streets were chaotic yet alive, with honking cars, street vendors shouting their wares, and umbrellas bobbing up and down in a sea of humanity. The first drops of rain began to fall, tentative at first, before the heavens opened in a relentless downpour.