Warm Rain..

I hope whoever read this post will not judge me or making fun of me.

She asked me out, to have a date and study at the same time, my heart jump, I know it might not signify much, but to me, every moment with her is a moment I will cherish. So I rushed, but as I am on the way to meet her, it is already raining.

I am a poor lad, so I only have a bike as my focal transportation, I didn’t really care, so I just ride through the drizzly hours of darkness to meet her. I have been working out, so the lactic acid in my muscle is really excruciating, see in your mind's eye that there’s numerous number of spiky lump inside your muscle, I even need to put in a great effort to wear my shirt.

As I am riding in the rain, the meter reached nearly 130km/h, so imagine the speed of rain drops bombardment at your skin embossed with the pain in your muscle, it’s like thousands of mini rocket with the size of a pea shot at you with a minigun, its somehow unbearable, but it’s weird, because I hardly focus on my pain and in my head, all I think about is her.

The jiffy I saw her face, I was smiling, again. We went to the nearest mamak stall and opened our notes (I don’t have any notes in actual fact) and we (it is only me actually) managed to finish the assignment because she finished it earlier, and we discussed it later, that discussion really helped me in the class later.

Subsequently I wanted to start a conversation, but she wanted to study as she wanted to score for the next quiz and she didn’t wanna spend the weekend studying as she wanted to emjoy the time with her friends. I wanted to tell lots of story, what happened, but I put them into halt, I know I aint suppose to be selfish.

I wanted to tell her about how lots of things that happen, lots of story to be shared, but that night, I just shut my mouth out. It’s an awkward silence to me; imagine that you have a balloon that is inflated and ready to be let out..haha

Bla blab bla, the mamak stall is closing, so I have to send her home. Fookein mamak, closing so early, mamak stall should be 24/7 !

It is still raining, so we walked all the way through the rain. We play in the rain, like a child, kicking the puddle of water, jumping and splashing each other! God how I miss that.

And then, the magic moment happens, she hold my hand, its indescribable, it is soft, tender, and most important, it gave me a warmness feelings (i just cant find a perfect word to describe it). My hands didn’t sweat; it’s like accepting her hands with my heart. We walked, and walked, and I swear that I wish I can be in that moment forever.  

Rain. I used to hate rain so much. It reminds me lots of thing that I don’t wanted to remember. It’s like a “secret place” for me to cry my heart out because it will wipe my tears away.

But now it has changed, the rain who used to be so cold and sad, it is now giving me a smile, straight from my heart. I closed my eyes and opened it back; I know it’s not a dream.

I just wanted to thank her, for changing the rain from how it used to be into the new rain, I call it our rain moment (just shut the fakkap, I know its lametard but just bear with it lad)

The rain, it will never be the same again, maybe I will have to find another “secret place” of mine, and I am thinking about the shower (lulz)

p/s:

i know this time its pretty boring