BETWEEN THE RAIN

The rain found

"And you don't have to change schools."

"Sorry you can only go to an ordinary school"

Papa started the conversation at the dinner table with a very serious look at his only child Zidan.

"No papa kok pa, Zidan does not matter if you want to go to school anywhere you can be with papa. Zidan continues to stay at home. After all, schools everywhere must be the same, the most important thing is that Zidan can demand knowledge" Zidan replied kindly while scooping the food on his plate 

Zidan had just moved to the city of Pontianak with his father 2 days ago. Zidan went to school outside the city and lived with his grandmother. Zidan was very close to his grandmother. He chose to stay with her because he thought he would take care of her in old age. But things changed him he had to follow his father moved and left his Grandmother. But Zidan is not worried if it is far from his Grandmother because there is already a guard of his Grandmother, Zidan's distant brother.

Indeed, at the age of just a teenager, Zidan already has a high sense of responsibility and care for all his family. He did not want to make his family miserable. Whether it's his Dad or Grandma.

Zidan did not have a mother because her mother died while giving birth to her, as well as her Grandfather who left her because he had a disease. Only his father and grandmother had it. Therefore Zidan loved them greatly from them Zidan got affection.

Zidan didn't want to see his dear father lonely. He is determined to take care of her, by moving to Pontianak so that he can always be with people he loves. And finally here he lives with his father.

With age, Zidan becomes more mature. He promised not to trouble his father by always being by his side. Every school holiday he would come to see his Grandma. But now the distance he and his Grandmother who have given affection like a Mother, because that is as far as his Grandmother he will try to spend time with him.

Zidan's father Samsul tells him to go to his new school to see and deliver a letter there. At SMK JAYARAYA he will go to school.

"And, hurry up and get a letter to your principal and you can see what your new school looks like." Samsul told his son not to get bored at home.

"Alright, because Zidan also no activity anything Zidan will go there later after breakfast, besides also bored at home continue to all see the environment around here pa"Jawab Zidan.

"Well finish your food fast. Let Papa wash the dishes" Papa spoke as he rose from his chair.

"You should leave immediately. Fear it will rain, because it has entered in the rainy season." Said Papa pointing towards the window and looking towards the sky which already had a plume of black clouds there.

Zidan took the keys to his motorcycle and left his father. But don't forget he gave his greetings.

"Assalamualaikum" Zidan walked out the door to the motorbike he parked in front of his house.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Samsul who was cool washing dishes.

Looking towards Zidan who seemed to have gone a long way. In Papa's mind, he thanked God for having a child like Zidan who always loved him.

Zidan got into the garage which is quite spacious where his father always kept his car. In it there are also 2 motors with different types.

The first is his own motorbike, a black Honda sport bike given his father when he entered the 1st class of SMK. The motor is an older version of the 2008 output year. His motorbike arrived in the city two days after Zidan moved in. It turns out that his grandmother sent this motorcycle from his former city with the services of an expedition courier, he said it was a relic from his Grandmother's husband, his grandfather. Although the year of manufacture has been very long the motor was very well maintained. 

And the second motorbike is a motorbike given by his father that is always used wherever he goes for gifts because of his birthday. His father's motorcycle taste is a Beat motorcycle or people call it a duck motorcycle.

His father Zidan was a general practitioner at one of the hospitals in his city. However, he is currently broke because he was fooled by his own best friend who Samsul believes to cultivate the Hospital he built all this time, therefore he and Zidan moved to Pontianak to start at the new Hospital even though his position is not comparable to the old Hospital but it is not okay if he can meet the needs of his family and he didn't want to trust anyone after that. Even though Samsul went bankrupt but he was still fairly a person who had, for example, the car was purchased with his savings so he did not need to feel anxious about the vehicle. Every day Samsul will work until 5 pm. But in a week get 2 days off, namely Monday and Sunday. 

His time off was used by Papa to help victims of natural disasters in need. Because in addition to the Hospital, Papa also receives sick people to seek treatment at Home if you need treatment. Actually, Dad used to make a practice room at home, but now he can not open his own practice because there is not much time to stay at home.

While Mama Zidan named Bunga, used to be a nurse at the same Hospital as Samsul, so they became closer and decided to go to the hospital. If only Mama had not died, maybe now she was always there beside Papa to help him and encourage Papa under any circumstances.

Mama Zidan died in the hospital giving birth to Zidan, but unfortunately his life was not helped and Papa as a Doctor could not help his own Wife. Zidan did not blame anyone for the passing of his mother but even though he could not feel the situation because at that time he was newborn and did not know anything. Zidan promised never to come to the hospital even though his father was a doctor but he never set foot there.

Currently Zidan is heading to his school by using a black motorbike which is a duck motorcycle . He was ready with a white plain t-shirt suit with a black semi-skin jacket combined with chinos and black sneakers in line with his jacket. 

The girls who saw Zidan's appearance could only gape in disbelief it turned out that the person was very-very handsome. If only he was an artist, there would be many who pursue him and want to be his girlfriend. 

Zidan does have a handsome face like his father and beautiful eyes that can be obtained from his mother. His body is tall and well-built, his skin is clean and he also has an athletic body. And do not forget that he is very dignified his personality is very kind and polite just like his mother's character.

In the middle of the road Zidan rained and had to take shelter. At that time he saw a woman or arguably a fairy running through the rushing water that came down from the black cloud.

"Oh, my clothes are already wet. So it rained, responsibility but soon nyampe in front of the gate" this girl grumbled 

"Tu stupid girl or ***** the hell already know the rain is still breaking it must be wet base." Timpal Zidan who only saw from a distance.

Before long Zidan waited finally the rain stopped and he turned his motorbike back on and drove to his school.

"Finally there" he murmured.

Zidan also entered the school but he did not know where the principal's room, he went around for a while to find people who wanted to show the room he was headed. 

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Someone hit Zidan from behind.

"Ma-sorry" he said while panting with soy sauce.

Zidan who was shocked then turned around.

But before Zidan said anything, the girl immediately ran into the school again. So Zidan has to go after him.

"wait. I want nanya" shouted Zidan half-run

"I'm sorry I was hunting, and I'm sorry I hit you too. I really did not intentionally" said the woman then stopped running and turned her body.

"I want to ask for help you can take me to the principal's room" Zidan explained 

"Ah-oh i-iya" he replied with a stutter 

Zidan who saw his behavior was just a smile of his own.

"Thank you for bringing me in. I'm sorry to bother you" Zidan said in front of the principal's room he was looking for 

"Yes together" replied the woman named Tiara, who called her Ara

*In an empty classroom, aka no teacher*

"Oh my goodness, I was just in the prince's samperin" Tiara told her friend Syila. They were my friends even from their childhood together.

"Geez the prince in the dream huh" he replied originally

"No, the real prince"

"It's up to me that it's important that you're happy" she said

After 30 minutes, a teacher entered the 12th grade to give a little info, where this class was attended by Syila.

 

"The children today have a teacher meeting and you can go home" explained an Indonesian teacher named Bu Desi

"Syil, go home with me" Tiara asked 

"Do not need Ra, I want to walk like it also wants rain as well as releasing longs" he said back

"Yes already. The sign I had bargained for the fall earlier. I first yes be careful on the road, and do not play long rain later sick" said Tiara by running his motorbike in response thumbs up sign syila answer yes.

"I think it's going to rain again. Udah go to school rain and rained back, but fortunately if you go home gini is good rain and not too crowded on the streets" shila muttered as she walked to the outside of school with a big smile on her beautiful lips

On the other hand Zidan who was on his way home because he had finished his business with the principal. When at the crossroads Zidan saw the little boy who wanted to cross very carefully.

"Where do you want to cross, not to be invited to go home with your Mom or Dad" asked Zidan to the sister who was still in Junior High School

"God, the prince is in sight, his handsome no one is losing" inwardly

"Decks" 

"Eh yes bang sorry I daydreamed, brother said what" he replied with a special grin

"Where to go to cross, not to be picked up whether your mother or father come home" asked again

"So. I go and go home on foot bang, this is going to go home" he explained

"Umm, pity if it's okay if the brother who nganterin adek home. Whose name and your house where" 

"Nih wear his helmet" Zidan thrust another classic helmet to Shala. This helmet is very compatible with the helmet that Zidan wears. Because the helmet is always taken anywhere but no one still wears it because there is nothing I bonceng use this bike.

"Yes yes"

Sheala put on her helmet and sat behind Zidan.

While sitting in the back seat Syala was stunned by the fragrance of Zidan perfume.

"Harum" he said in his heart

 

It did not take 15 minutes until they arrived in front of the house of Shala 

"Yes, my brother came home first, yes, here is his helmet" said Zidan while taking the helmet on the head of Shala

"Thank you, brother" he answered 

Not long ago he was riding his motorcycle he forgot that had to fill the gasoline first and fortunately on the roadside gini there are selling gasoline. He stopped for a moment to refuel the motor. 

"That chick wasn't the one that was raining this morning?" Ask in the heart. And make him pensive for a moment while looking at the girl who was walking while listening to music in his headset, who accidentally found a figure he knew.

"Mas do not see the girl, later nular loh disease he to his mas, do not want" asked the gasoline seller to Zidan so disperse his daydream.

"Not really sir, why is he sir" he asked curiously

"He was weird when it was raining, he was always laughing himself and strangely running around. Like a child" he replied again 

"Maybe he likes it. Yaudah nih money" said Zidan while giving gas money and immediately left.

From a distance before reaching the house Zidan found a handsome figure in front of his house, his father who was turning on the motor either went to go.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Where are you going to get the motor out?" Ask Zidan

"Vaalaikumsalam. Papa wants to go to the hospital he said someone needs papa's help" 

"Ouh ya already use a Zidan motorbike, after all Zidan is not anywhere else, at most just near here doang" 

"Yes, thank you Dan. Papa go first"

"Yes, be careful on the road"

The day is running time shows at 15:30. Zidan who fell asleep from his sleep also woke up and immediately did the Ashar prayer not to forget also the prayer that he slipped for the people nearby

"O Allah, O my servant, ask you to protect the one I love and bring closer to our family relationship. Aamiin" he said with a hand looming forward

Zidan planned to go around the compound he saturated at home and decided to go out for a moment.

#On the other side in Syila's house#

"Syila went out and bought Mama soy sauce at the crossroad stall there" Mama ordered her son 

"Yes Ma. Where is the money" replied Syila 

"Take it in the top cupboard"

 

She went out to buy what her mother told her to do. And at that time Zidan also wanted to find the wind outside his house and surround the complex, syila and Zidan house is not too far just a few meters to be able to meet it even if you already know each other.

Syila walked very slowly because she had gotten what her mother told her to buy, Syila stopped by at a playground located at the intersection of three near her home. He sat with breath.

"I beg you not to be here, come on, don't relapse here" he murmured as he felt his legs tremble violently. He could not rise, while the black clouds in the sky were slowly sending water down to the earth. Now his face was getting wet, not only wet from the rain, but something warm came out of his eyes. He started crying in the rain. It was as if the rain was covering her tears. For now, he did not care about the world around him.

"Good camouflage"

Syila woke up and opened her eyes. He saw a very handsome man of his age with hair that was also moistened by rainwater. Her whole body looks soaked like Syila.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Syila asked the man who was still standing before her.

"Good camouflage, you hide your tears in the rain" he said casually.

"A-pa ? I'm not crying"

Syila said as she rubbed her face.

The man then touched his index finger on Syila's eyes which of course made Syila shocked.

He then put his finger in his mouth.

"Carcin"

"It's tears"

He said with a smile displaying a sweet stump on his lips.

"You don't have to be ashamed, I do it often."

"No matter the man or woman, crying is a natural thing as long as it comes out of a living being"

Said again.

Then the man stepped up to leave Syila.

But I don't know what pushed Syila until she pulled the man's hand. Syila held him back so he wouldn't leave.

"Wait"

Syila said to the man.

"You can sit down"

Said Syila again.

"But I didn't ask permission to sit down"

Said the man squinting his eyes.

"Would you sit with me?"

Syila said quietly while shaking her typical smile.

The man was stunned to see Syila's smile. Just this time he saw a sweet smile from a woman he didn't even know.

The man sat down next to Syila. 

Momentary silence..

"Why are you raining like this"

Syila broke the silence between them.

"You should ask yourself that too"

The man asked back