Menangis Dalam Hujan Novels & Stories

“I’d get wet.” “Just get soaked and that’s it?” “Once I’ve soaked through this part of the road, I don’t need an umbrella anymore,” Angela said calmly Leon repeated softly, “Once you’re soaked through, you don’t need an umbrella anymore…” Something tugged painfully at his chest. “Wouldn’t you wait for the rain to stop?” Angela replied seriously, “I never wait for the rain to stop. People who run through the rain reach the finish line sooner than those who stand around waiting.”

At times, you can even cry in the rain, feeling so lonely and depressed and no one shall know. At times you can also dance in it feeling very happy,” once again her eyes met his as she hoped heartily, ''I really hope it shall rain here before I go back. At least once, so that I can dance in the rain.”

"Gods, Heavens, please! Let there be rain! The bigger the better!" With hardly any interest to mock him, Yu Cheng knelt down too and begged, "Please, Heavens! Let there be rain!" And so their prayers were answered. Splash! A strong deluge came pouring from the sky like a broken dam. "Thank the gods!" Like a pack of street urchins in frenzy, the four grown-up men were leaping and hopping around with unbridled elation to welcome the rain. "Gods, I love you all, Gods, like a mouse and its cheese!"

He stepped a little forward, craned his neck upwards, and closed his eyes making the cool and tiny rain droplets directly hit his face. Be remembered for the words of his mom. His mom says whenever you are in a dilemma and can't think straight and if it's raining, stand in the rain. Feel every single droplet that falls on you. When tiny, cool, and pure water droplets hit your head, it helps you to think clearly. Think until you feel you can't think anymore. And the moment you feel you don't have anything left to think, you feel peaceful standing in the rain, you feel calm, you feel just rain, nothing else. That is the moment you have cleared all your dilemmas, your mind is in the right place

I соvеr mу fасе аnd sob some mоrе, ѕtuсk оut here оn thе соld, rаіnу ѕtrееt. Thе rain іѕ a соnѕtаnt drіzzlе nоw. It’ѕ the tуре that mаkеѕ уоu mіѕеrаblе аnd соld but dоеѕn’t soak you tо the bone. I mаnаgе to рull myself tоgеthеr.

"Kang Mas Hujan!" A sound made Hujan freeze. Hujan froze for a moment. "Kang Mas, I'm still waiting." "Sweety, Sunyi?!" It was clear from Hujan's voice that he was confused. "Inggih Kang Mas, it's Sunyi." "Sunyi, where are you?" "Kang Mas, I'm sure you are not far from me. I can feel your anger. I also smell the rancid smell of your blood. You are rages and hits a tree until the back of your palm is bleeding."

Despite the downpour, her joy remained undeterred, and it ignited a warmth within me that made the rain seem insignificant. As I trudged towards the stall through the rain, a passing car carelessly splashed me with water. Startled, I instinctively jumped, arms flailing in a comically dramatic fashion. Mandy's giggle reached my ears, and I couldn't help but join in her infectious laughter. At that moment, any frustration I felt vanished, replaced by the simple pleasure of seeing her smile.

He answered loudly as he turned the volume higher than before. I chortled and sang the song. I turned the windows down of the jeep and rested my hand out to let the light rain hit my skin, it makes me happy. I always feel like a child whenever it rains. It washes away all my worries and the darkness that turns my heart into the darkest shade of black.

The storm had rolled in like a sudden gust of wind, heavy clouds covering the moon and releasing a downpour onto the world below. Mia stood at the window, looking out at the rain, feeling a sudden urge to run outside and enjoy the rain. The tension inside the house had been building for days, and the heavy air suffocated her. She needed a moment to herself, away from the heavy eyes of the brothers who seemed to be constantly watching her.

Abebi, by my side, held her own umbrella, and together we joined Bruno and our driver waiting for us nearby. The rain poured relentlessly, creating a soothing symphony as it pattered against the ground. We hurriedly made our way towards the waiting cars, determined to escape the wet embrace of the weather. The distinct hum of the engines filled the air as we climbed into our respective vehicles, ready to continue our journey. Sitting comfortably in the car's backseat, I watched as the raindrops danced upon the windowpane. The streets of Trapani lay before us, glistening under the dim glow of streetlights. The city's charm was undeniable, even under the veil of rainfall.