Rain Hujan Novels & Stories

Adam had hoped that the sunshine of the past few weeks would hold up until the harvest. But on a Monday morning in early July, he awoke to claps of thunder. Getting out of bed, he opened the blinds to see torrential rain falling like bullets from the sky. Hail pinged the roof, and a bolt of lightning burst across the sky.

"Yes, thank you. I'll wait for you at the lobby." After the call, I immediately walked towards the lobby and wait there for Andrei. There's a lot of people staying here, unlike on the ICU. Maybe because mom's the only patient there, just like what they said. 45 minutes have passed, and Andrei's still not here. I wonder if he got himself in the traffic, since it's already afternoon. Oh, it's raining. "Hey, I'm sorry. It's raining hard outside, so it causes traffic."

He hoped that she knew that he was not a person who did not keep to his promises. Stuart took a look at the weather on the flat screen display and turned to look at Jepherson. "We may not be able to go back today. The rainfall today is estimated at an average of more than 80 millimeters." Raeleigh fixed her eyes on Stuart. She thought to herself, "There lies the difference in classy goods. They possessed all sorts of detailed information such as this." "Let's go to the hotel." Jepherson knew that it was impossible for the rain to stop so soon. Since it would not stop, then they might as well not waste any more time.

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 was Rain. “Holy fuck!” Rain cursed as his brow furrowed.

he said "I'll pass" "I insist" "You can make me listen to it but you can't make me develop interest in it" he asserted. I felt my strength draining away from the not-so-long conversation and didn't want to argue further so I threw my hands up in surrender. Let's save the argument for another day, I thought, then I caught myself in mid-thought. Another day? Was I subconsciously wishing to see this Tim again? I scoffed at my thoughts. The rain had stopped then and the perfect curvature of the rainbow cast over the evening sky.

_____________________________________________________________________ Rainy day Pronunciation /ˌreɪnɪ ˈdeɪ/ NOUN 1. A day characterized or dominated by rainfall; (Meteorology) = rain day . 2. figurative A possible future time of hardship or relative poverty. Frequently in "for (also against) a rainy day". ________________________________________________________________________ 6 / 11 / 2021

From inside their home, one could hear the calming and melancholic sound of raindrops. In the past, rain used to evoke fear in Keisha. But with Colten's help and love, the fear was slowly replaced with joyful memories amidst the rain. She had many bad experiences with the rain, moments that caused her intense fear, especially when she miscarried while it was raining. She even remembered how she tormented herself in the rain, allowing herself to drown in sadness while the raindrops poured on her skin.

Everything was an illusion. "Rain Water is the second solar term of the 24 solar terms. The celestial longitude of the sun is 330 degrees. Its three characteristics are river otters displaying fish, swan geese coming, and plants budding. The splashing of rain brings the vitality of spring..." said Ding Hao to himself with closed eyes.

“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?”