The Short Poetry Collection

That Rain

The morning looked gloomy with gray clouds adorning the sky. Not a single bit of sunlight could penetrate it. The water drops are getting faster. I was busy waiting for the rain to stop at a stop. Metromini that usually passes is lost somewhere. I swear, I really have resigned if suppose later will be punished for being late. Lucky I didn't get soaked because I got to the stop at the right time.

While waiting, a tall man in the same uniform as me came in a hurry. He held an umbrella that was expanding. Damn, because of the narrow stop—though there were only two of us—the rain drops left in the umbrella fell on me.

"God! Lo umbrella!" I spontaneously shouted in annoyance and stood up indented.

The man hurriedly turned his head and immediately clenched his umbrella while saying sorry.

"Lo smansa's son too? With me if so, rather than late. Diem here will also get wet," he asked.

I'm gawking in silence. Very familiar to him. And also, what does it mean together? "You mean to use that umbrella?" I pointed at the black umbrella that was now closed.

"Yes. Load both of them" he replied casually.

I looked at him strangely. This kid's in mode, huh? "Think about it, thanks. I'm just waiting for the rain to stop."

He screeched, then pulled my hand closer to him. Then, he clasped my body from the side with his left hand. Meanwhile, his right hand again developed the umbrella, then we stepped out from the shade of the stop. Breaking through the heavy rain with just one umbrella that was not too big. I could not resist because it happened so quickly.

"Follow me if you want your uniform wet!" speak with a soft voice.

I who originally wanted to escape from his embrace, had to keep going. The two of us continued to walk under the shade of one umbrella in a very close position. God, I can even smell her perfume!

After a long minute, we finally arrived at school. The rain was still reluctant to stop, but at least not as hard as before. The school gate was still open a bit and we headed straight for the school lobby. Just there, the man let go of his embrace.

"Sorry, I'm hugging. But if I left you earlier, surely you will continue to be trapped at the stop. So, equally," he said rather song. He closed his umbrella and tapped the umbrella to the floor.

"Gue told you not to. All of a sudden, I let you follow. But sorry, here! I'm not the type of person who easily baper the same classic treatment like that. Your modes will work on me. Hye!" I immediately left him alone.

"And thanks! If you want me to bales, just go to class XI IPS 1," connect me before really go.

Who would have thought, that accidental meeting brought me close to him. Ah, take back my words back then! Now, she's just my girlfriend. What mode will work, lies.

This afternoon, the same thing happened again. We both share an umbrella. Yes, it's still the black umbrella. But now it is time to go home. One more thing, this time I didn't do it by force. On the contrary, I am very happy.

At that time, the rain was still sweeping the universe

You came suddenly without being asked

With a black umbrella over the head

You're asking me to come with you

Towards the school gate that was about to close

Run close by a small umbrella

It's like being in a television drama

That day started our story

Unintentionally, we are together

Coincidence incarnates destiny or vice versa

Whatever it is, our love

True indeed

The rain today was a test

Your black umbrella over your head

We both were busy laughing

Against the endless rain