BETWEEN THE RAIN

Bonned

Syila stepped out of the house still wearing a very ordinary and simple suit. This time he was wearing sandals.

Syila looked up at the sky and was more and more happy because it seemed like it was going to rain.

Syila loved the rain. He likes to run around in the rain when everyone chooses to stay indoors. Feeling the air and smelling the scent of the earth that comes out after the rain is a happiness for people like Syila. His father used to invite him to play in the rain, to feel happiness in the rain and who accompanied him always his father and after his father died, Syila always felt the happiness of the rain itself without someone willing to accompany her.

Syila had almost arrived outside her home complex. He just realized that in this complex there is a fairly large garden. Garden bench benches are lined up under garden lights that are now not being lit. Some benches are under a large tree that Syila said would be very comfortable if sitting there when the weather is hot. In the garden there are also flowers of different types and colors. He wanted to read the book in the park but the next time it got dark, he had to rush to the bookstore

Syila had just realized that near the complex there was a park, and, because as long as he exits the house he always goes by the big road which is the toll road and only this time he passed here and this road direction to the bookstore which was opened a few days ago 

"If I hadn't bought a book in this shop I probably wouldn't have known there was such a large park near the housing estate" Syila murmured with eyes still looking at the park area. Syila continued her journey

"Finally the book has been bought, just buy ice cream and keep going home. I'd better hurry up the day has started to drizzle" Syila also advanced her way to get to it quickly.

On the way home Syila had a nosebleed, her nose was bleeding but she immediately rubbed it so no one knew. His head was dizzy and almost his body collapsed but fortunately there was someone who helped him 

"Eh you don't have a papa" asked the man who captured Syila's body and she was Zidan

"I don't want to thank you for helping" Syila said and looked at the man's face, they looked at him

"Zidan-Syila" they said compact when they knew that Zidan helped was Syila

"You don't papa, if you are sick at home just don't have to walk" asked Zidan for a moment

"I don't know Dan, thank you for helping me again" Syila said

"You're doing here" he said again

"I just want to buy a comic and stop for a while in this park, it looks good as well as the park. And when I was about to grab a moyor I saw you like to faint I just wanted a negur and it turned out to be you" Zidan explained

"Ouh that's right. I'm udsh not papa. Yes, if that's how I go home first yes" Syila timpal began to walk with his hand still holding his head 

"Syil wait" Zidan shouted, bringing Syila to a standstill

"May I take you home, you seem less fit" 

"I don't want to take your medication" he said briefly

"I don't feel bothered, after all you must live not far from here because you can walk here, besides we are classmates" explained Zidan again

"Alright" answered Syila briefly

Only the first time Zidan hugged a girl who was the same age as him and finally the back seat there was someone after a long time empty.

"Your house is where Shil is" Zidan asked, breaking the silence between them

"So this is the turn of the child in the White Rose complex where I tingha" replied Syila from behind with a slight shout fearing Zidan did not hear it

"Way of the White Rose, if not wrong I have been there" said Zidan little remember it in his heart

"But can not if you take me to the supermarket on the roadside there, I want to buy ice cream for my sister who I promised earlier" said Syila asked for help

"By pleasure" in short

After going to the supermarket they went home a little wet because the weather was drizzling that afternoon

"Don't take shelter" asked Zidan

"No need, wet because the rain is good" said Syila.

"Do you like the rain?" Ask again

"Bangetpus. The rain gives a special memory to everyone, including me. If you like the rain too" asked Syila later

"I love the rain just as much as you do. We have one thing in common. They both love the rain" Zidan replied with a smile on his lips

"Yes, we do have something in common that not many people like" Syila said with a smile. Shortly after the chat on the bike was over, they stopped at a housing in one of the complexes that belongs to Syila

"Oh so this is your home, then not too far from my house which is also around the complex. Didn't expect it turns out our house is a complex but different road" said Zidan 

"Yes did not expect it turns out your house is also here, it was worth the time we met and today met again" replied Syila Cengengesan

"You don't want to stop by first" he bargained again

"No, it's too late in the afternoon to hunt. But I think I've been here" Zidan said

"Oh yes. Eh time anyway I met who" he said

"Oh now I remember. Her name was Shala when she wanted to go home from school and when she crossed I saw her but she came home on foot, and I offered to help her. If it's not wrong his house here but this is your house when he lived in irang house" explained Zidan to make Syila more understanding

"Hehehe's my sister she's still Junior High, we usually take an angkot when we go to school, we go to school, because mama does not ngizinin bring a motorbike afraid of us why and go home she usually wait angkot or ride the same tense" explained Syila with a small laugh

"Huh pantesan aja kayak ever come here it turns out I was never here nganterin your sister. Yes, I went home first, I want magrib ga delicious

Assalamu'alaikum" said Zidan

"Vaalaikumsalam. Be careful" said Syila

They went home and rested 

Yesterday it rained from late afternoon until night, making the asphalt-coated soil that Syila stepped on flooded with a little water. Green plants in front of his house that are treated by Mama every day still leaves raindrops mixed with morning dew.

Syila set her foot walking away to school. He had to walk to the front of the complex to get angkot. This time Syila was alone, her sister did not go to school because of the holiday she said.

On the other hand Zidan was riding his motorcycle towards the school. Zidan wears his semi-skin black jacket that is left open on the front without pulling his zipper combined with shoes that are also black similar to his jacket. Seeing the figure of Syila who was sitting at the Stop to wait for the angkot, he immediately approached her to ride it