Menangis Dalam Hujan Novels & Stories

" Fine, '' I said and dragged my body. Suddenly it started to rain and it's like all my tiredness vanished. I love rain mostly dance in rain. The place doesn't matter neither I give a fuck to what others thinks. Stuti ran towards a shelter but I stood in my place. " Turu no, "stuti said but I'm not gonna listen I stood in the rain and my legs moved automatically. It's like I can't control them. And to my luck the alley is empty unlike other times. I was dancing in the rain like a peacock. My whole body is drenched but it's ok. Thank god I'm wearing red so it won't be a big problem for me. "Turu come on yaar." stuti screamed

Cakra exclaimed bow at Alfi. Alfi smiles and says, “Yup, I do need your help too, Cakra.” Cakra then smiles at Alfi. Kartika pun feels glad seeing Alfi and Cakra get along like that. “You bastard!” Anggun enraged. “I'll crush you until pieces! Hujan Intan (Diamond Rain)!” Anggun exclaimed dropping small diamond shards from the sky.

“It certainly won’t happen again because you’ll learn, starting now. Get out.” Janice bit her lips and got out of the car, ashen-faced. Just as she had steadied her footing, Mark’s car drove away and splashed a puddle of rainwater all over her. She did not go into the shade to avoid the rain but looked up at the countless droplets of rain falling from the sky. The dark, gloomy clouds mirrored her current emotional state. This was her most unlucky day. Her spirits had slipped into an all time low.

Kainis naman oh "Let's not continue ---" "We're on our way" cut Mr. torres as I intend to say Of course. It's embarrassing when I say don't let us stay, he even insisted on taking me then --- Auh basta! It was raining heavily "It may take a while before the rain stops" I bit my own lip while looking out the window The weather news said earlier that it is possible that the floods will be delayed due to the prolonged rainfall. Right now, all I need is a miracle

Hazel trudged along the wet pavement, her school bag heavy on her shoulders as the rain poured down relentlessly. The sky was a dark shade of gray, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground filled the air. Hazel's hair was plastered to her face, and her clothes clung to her skin, soaked through by the downpour. As she walked, Hazel couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. She had forgotten to bring an umbrella that morning, thinking that the weather forecast had predicted a sunny day. But now, she was regretting her oversight as she battled against the elements on her way home from school.

then Angel smirks "yes its raining but I didn't feel the cold right now, I tried to call you a few times you didn't answer I thought that you fell asleep and when I get here.. I don't know what is your problem that makes you do this anyway I joined you. " And Mike stands up "Look at those clouds they bring a lot of water to fill the land, but still, way up there the bright shine of the sun stays.." As Angel stands up Mike hugs him and whispered "You know I'm the kind of person that who looks intimidated like a man who can only dry a feeling but you stood and love me thank you for bringing me hope. Rain is not a bad luck, it's a blessing."

“HURRY, MY LOVE! I can hear them!” The lady’s hoarse shout can hardly be heard amidst the heavy pouring of the rain. The trail they were braving through was slick and muddy from the torrential rain that has been ravaging the land for days, and their old horse, stolen from the stable they chanced upon, could barely keep up with the speed they need.

Even on a bright and sunny day. Raindrops dripped from the tall trees and landed on my head. It felt like I was in the shower. I spread my arms wide, as if embracing the water dripping down my body. “I love rain.” I muttered. “I just do..” Those who have lived through hurricanes love the rain. They crept through the mud, searching for a safe haven for their depleted spirits. Their mountainous hope had been shaken by the thunder, but it had not been trampled. Everything was terrible; the massive raindrops were like foreshadowing how the world would end, and how it would take them, lifeless and damp. However, they are unconcerned about it because they are focused on surviving until the next da

Outside, the relentless rain continues to pour, its rhythmic drumming against the cave's entrance blending with the crackling of the flames. Despite Ashton's injuries—his face pale and trembling—I'm grateful we managed to find refuge here, escaping the weather's fury. My damp dress clings uncomfortably to my skin, fabric soaked through from the rain, and I desperately try to wick away the moisture with my hands, hoping to dry it a bit more.

It could say it's going to be boiling hot, and then 20 minutes later, you're rushing into a shop to take cover from the rain hammering down on your face, causing your cheeks to burn from the pressure. I used to love to daydream about dancing in the rain, going for a picnic with my true love and being a normal woman who can endure such intense emotions, but I can't. I get snappy at the drop of a hat. One moment I'm laughing and enjoying something, and the next I'm crying because my game crashed and I lost all my progress.