BETWEEN THE RAIN
Arrivals
"Why are you raining like this"
Syila broke the silence between them.
"You should ask yourself that too"
The man asked back.
"Ah yes haha. somehow say it. I love the rain" Syila said with a small laugh to show her neat teeth. As if nothing had happened to him.
"Ehmmm maybe that's my answer too" Zidan said back
"Because I'm a Pluviophile"
The girl replied with a smile.
"Sweet" Zidan murmured as he looked at the girl's smile.
"What is Pluviophile?" Ask Zidan.
"Pluviophile is a term for people or people who like rain. One who would be happy to see clouds overcast, one who when it rains he runs and wants to see it, one who would feel comfortable when the rain water hits his body, and that person will feel at ease with his scent"
Obviously the girl while swinging her legs and hit the puddle below her. Shila's feet were no longer shaking and he responded with the usual.
"I'm also a Pluviophile"
Said Zidan smiling as he took in a deep breath and let the scent of the ground smell touch his nose.
"Welcome to the club"
Said the girl relaxed while smiling
"Badm"
"The scent of this land" said Zidan beside him.
"If it's petrichor"
"The scent that comes out of the ground when it rains hits it"
Obviously the girl again.
"New knowledge for me. You know everything that smells of rain huh" asked Zidan by giving his trademark smile back in front of the girl.
The girl was stunned to see the typical smile of the man sitting next to her.
"I like to read novels and read stories like that and accidentally read the main role as I love the rain" explained Syila with a curve on the lips that indicates she was happy.
"Oh. Worth your knowledge so much" said Zidan
The two men who were brought together under the rain were enjoying silence that afternoon.
"It's 5 and a half"
"I have to go home" said the girl looking at her watch. By carrying the ketchup that was previously in his grasp.
"Oh shit, I have to go home too"
Said Zidan who also saw the girl's watch.
"I was first, dahhh" the girl ran through the rain
"Oh yeah, I forgot to ask her name"
"But it's okay, it seems like he doesn't live far away from here either" Zidan muttered as he stepped back to his house which he had left for several hours.
#POV SYILA#
Arriving at home Syila went straight to the kitchen to give soy sauce to her mother.
"Assalamualaikum" Syila opened her door.
"Waalaikumsalam" answered two people he knew from within. His sister Shala and her mother Linda.
Not a few minutes later there was a towel that floated towards him, which Syala threw to his brother.
"Basic! Though at that time my own brother forbade me to date but it turns out that brother even started first"
Said Shala who threw the towel at him.
"What do you mean?"
Syila said astonished as she dried her wet hair with a towel.
"So fitting Syala want to go to the meatballs accidentally see if the brother was dating at the intersection of the front fork of the complex right?"
Shala Temptation.
"Mirginia dong. What rich guy?" Tempting Mama to her son
"I look like a handsome ma engg.." A wet towel floated right on Syala's face before she could finish her words.
"That person also Syila does not know the old man, do not know also really" said Syila did not want to lose to her sister and mother.
"Times. Do not know but look very familiar earlier, it is so from the side it looks very handsome again" said Syala did not want to lose
"Udah-alah if you want to continue will not finish the story. Better quickly change clothes there and help mama cook "Say mama divorce her two children.
Syila also went to the room to change clothes, while Syala accompanied her mother to cook in the kitchen. Syila's room is like the room of ordinary girls but this whitewashed no impression at all, just like his life is not at all interesting but he is always cheerful and happy.
Not far from the study table that Syila always used in addition there is a special bookshelf for her novel that she likes.
#Pov Zidan#
Zidan then walked towards his house again. But his steps were very slow. He did not want to quickly let go of this moment. Moreover, after meeting the girl who made him curious, he wanted to feel like he asked this to her but did not have time to say. The moment when he coped with the rain. A moment that always makes him happy, and a moment when the rain brings me to him.
Zidan began to deeply inhale the scent of the air around him. Once again, only from the scent coming out of the rain-touched land had he already found a deep calmness.
Zidan looked at the sky again and started to smile. The rain always calms him.
Without realizing Zidan had been standing in front of his house, he entered the house. Before that he looked towards the garage it turned out that his father had returned from the Hospital because the vehicle used by his father was parked neatly.
"Assalamualaikum" said Zidan as he opened the door of his house. The first time he saw her in his house was his father sitting in front of the television.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Where are you and how drenched" asked his papa
"Hehehe didn't want to be rained on the street" he said with a smile.
"Yes has taken a quick shower there" exclaimed his father
Zidan went to the bathroom and changed clothes
Zidan's room is quite spacious. Inside was a bed that only one person could sleep on. Next to the bed was a study desk with a computer beside it. Adam also has his own bathroom in his room. The only thing that is not owned in Syila's room so that makes Syila always want to seize the room from Zidan. On the wall are her favorite anime posters. Zidan likes anime like One Piece, Naruto, Alchemist and many more. Therefore in his room a lot of trinkets Anime like cosplay. Starting from wall stickers, bed linen and mattresses all smell with anime. In one corner there is a medium-sized shelf where Adam keeps all his books including textbooks that will be used later in his new school and also some of his favorite comics.
Zidan was born into a family. Although he had experienced bankruptcy his father still has financial guarantees and wherever his father works he does not mind at all because in addition to helping people who are sick his papa also want to pursue more what what is aspired even though it has materialized. Therefore they both always feel their needs are fulfilled. But in spite of all that, in Zidan's heart he always spoke the meaning of gratitude to God. It was his grandmother who was credited with implanting it all in Zidan's heart since childhood. Not to forget also his father who planted a similar seed called inferiority and not arrogant to anyone.
After changing clothes, Zidan went straight to his bed. Since there was no more work to do he finally decided to read The Alchemist comics which he bought yesterday in a special store of books, novels and comics. But without realizing it, he too fell asleep in his bed.
After several hours of sleep Adam was awakened by the sound of adzan magrib echoing from outside his room.
The dark turns bright, the stars turn into the sun. The morning had come again with its very blazing rays in sight.
Zidan came down from his room and greeted his father who had been at the dinner table.
"For Dan" asked Papa first
"Let's have breakfast first"
Connect again.
"Well, papa cooks a lot" asked Zidan.
His father Zidan was used to cooking by himself because before marrying his mother Zidan he lived alone and inevitably he had to learn to cook.
"Yes, this is all for the afternoon, because papa came home late in the afternoon or could be late at night" explained papa
They also ate together only the sound of spoons fighting with rice and side dishes. Shortly after finishing eating Zidan will soon leave for school, namely at SMK JAYARAYA
Zidan looked at his watch which showed at 06.40 am.
"It's Zidan leaving first, Pa."
Zidan approached Papa and kissed his hand.
"Eh Dan, that's the key to the bike why not bring it?"
Papa stopped Zidan who was about to walk out the door.
"Oh yes forgot pa "Absaid Zidan while turning his lips to show his distinctive grin in front of his Papa.
"Jaudah Zidan is gone.. Assalamualaikum"
"Girishal"
Answer Papa.
Zidan then turned on his Beat motorbike to go to his new school. This is his first day of school. It only took 30 minutes for Zidan to arrive in front of his new school.
Once when Zidan just entered class X SMK in his old school, where he fell into a motorcycle association in his school. Zidan several times involved with a fight to never beat his friend to enter the hospital and there is also a bone he broke his opponent. It's just that Zidan was able to get out of it all when he entered the XI class. At that time he met a friend who always reminded him and advised him, so he became the current Zidan. But since that incident Zidan had to accept for 2 years to be a person who was feared and reluctant in his old school. He became a very popular student there, many want to make his girlfriend. But Zidan did not look at all the girls in his old school. Zidan remained obedient and respectful to those older than him.
But his third year this time, he had completely abandoned his past. And she also hopes in her new school her life will return to normal.
On the other hand, Syila is waiting for angkot to go to school with her sister, Syala, although their schools are different, Syila SMK and Syala Junior High School. But the school of Syila passed through the school of Shala so that Syila could deliver her sister because all the way.
Syila got off the angkot for a bit to make sure her sister actually entered the school. I forgot that Shala kissed her brother's hand
"lady fast hunted away from here" said Syala who was getting uncomfortable and could not bear to see all the views of his boy friend who looked at them.
"Heh, instead of saying thank you, even ngusir that way"
Syila opened her voice.
"Thank you, my brother. Cepet is now gone"
Said Shala while pushing her sister. In order to quickly enter the angkot again.
"Kiss your hands first"
Syila said with a mischievous smile
*cup
Sheala kissed her sister's hand.
"Be careful if they like my sister" said Syala in her heart
Because it was so when Syila drove her sister to school, almost one class of her boyfriend asked her brother. How sad Shala was at that time because she was always followed everywhere by her friends. Therefore, Shala does not like if her brother takes her to school.
It didn't take long for him to be in the armchair. Because SMK JAYARAYA has been seen in plain sight, he also ran hastily down from the angkot to the gate of his school.
"I'm going to be late!"
His mind in the heart.
The watch from his watch shows at 06:50. Indeed, the sound of the school entrance bell usually rings when the clock is 07:40, but for this girl, 7 am is the limit of her discipline to arrive at school.
Finally arrived on time"
The woman said when she got to the front of her class.
When the woman came in to sit on her stool, some other women were talking about something.
Outside the class Syila was in a frenzy because of the arrival of Zidan.
Zidan finally arrived in front of the school gate he was heading to. Slowly he began to enter into he still remembered the principal's room, so he went there first so that later he would be anther to his class by the principal.
A similar scene like yesterday happened again when Zidan came through the school gate to the motor park. All eyes looked at him. But this time it was not only the eyes of the girls who were fascinated to see the arrival of Zidan in a masculine suit that was very prominent on his mighty dashing self. but also the gazes of the men who were curious about who the figure they did not know was.
This time Zidan was conscious with all eyes on him. It's just that Zidan doesn't mind him because he knows that he's a stranger at this school.
The gazes of the girls became more and more when they saw Zidan open the helmet that had covered his entire face.
"Hey see, it's not that guy who was yesterday in front of the school gate huh ?"
"Well right! In handsome!"
"Is he a new student at this school ?"
"I hope he gets placed in my class"
Whisper the girls when you see Zidan's appearance
"Eh, did you see that guy in front of our school ?"
"Yes I see. What a handsome!!!"
"Btw, who is he?"
"Maybe he's a new student at this school"
"That's lucky to be in a class with him"
"Eh Syila you saw too, right ?"
A woman said that her friend asked her. Syila who had just sat down to rest her heart which she thought was almost dislodged.
"Eh I don't know"
Syila who was bored also replied casually.
"Ah you are not cool"
The woman said that Tiara was her countryman, then she turned again towards the crowd of girls who were still discussing a man.
"New transfer students have been excited not to mention the president who came maybe already on nyemplung to the pool" grumbled Syila
