The Drizzle Hits Me, but I Stick Around

"I'm tired, I'm tired, I hate itiiiiii, hate all this!". Keyla shouted.

The drizzle tonight is like laughing at Keyla. Not the slightest bit able to bring calmness to him. Even though it used to be drizzle and rain always brought Keyla to the figure of Erfan that he admired. Not this time it was drizzling like laughing at himself. Shouting no matter how much Keyla couldn't bring in someone she missed.

Erfan is not usually like this, under no circumstances does he always contact Keyla.

"Fan, megapa you have the heart to let me wait for you, this miss torments me," Kedella whined. Keyla's thoughts drifted and wandered nowhere. His gaze was blank and the clear beads dripped from the corner of his eyes. As the night wore on and the drizzle was still showing its cold care.

Since her encounter with a male figure who has been perched in her heart for a long time, Keyla feels that she has found her lost soul. Yes... Erfan, one name he missed. The meeting three months ago made Keyla so feel that Erfan is really a figure who can make her happy. Short yet so meaningful. It's like rain falling in the middle of a barren drought. Rain is able to refresh and grow seeds that have been present since time immemorial.

For decades they have been together and become the most comfortable backing. It is still fresh in the memory of when I first met. A happy hue radiated there. As time went on the seeds began to grow to blossom. Whatever he felt there was always laughter with it. Don't want it all to pass. The meeting was an opportunity for Keyla and Erfan to reveal everything. A cup of black coffee bears witness to the story of two people who yearn for each other.

Only this time they could really look at each other with love. The heart cannot be lied to. That look in the eyes drowned everything out and made a gesture about the two. Being happy is simple, being able to tell stories laughing together and finish a cup of black coffee together.

"Fan, this is really you, right?" As if in disbelief Keyla looked at and called Erfan questioningly.

      

Hae... Yes Key. It's me, I'm coming for you, for our taste.

A spongy of hugs brought them together. The fragrant aroma of coffee brewing brought them along with a longing note that rummaged spoiled on the sturdy arms of love. The clear beads dripped warmly on Keyla's cheeks. Keyla was moved. This is real this is not a dream.

"Why are you crying Key?" Erfan asked with a perlahn removing the clear grains.

"You know Erfan, I'm happy. The Universe brings us to this meeting. It's like a dream. I can't believe it, Faan". Again Kayla hugged Erfan's body spoiledly.

"Keyla, this is not a dream, this is real. Look at that sky!" while looking at and pointing at the blue sky Erfan smiled sweetly.

"yes, it's real and we can enjoy that sky together. You remember what my biggest wish was? Keyla asked.

"yes, you so want us to be able to see that blue sky together, and today we can really feel it". Welcome Erfan.

Then the two looked at the blue sky with a prayer. As they wanted when the meeting hadn't happened yet.

The meeting made Keyla and Erfan so sure that this was their true love. Erfan's arrival of only two days has made Keyla so happy. When Erfan returned, he promised to come back for Keyla. And four months passed. Keyla was still faithfully. Always waiting for news from Erfan every second of time. The days were beautiful even though they were in different cities. Distance is not a barrier for them to be able to crochet this love story.

Not this time Keyla was so screaming, even when she screamed, maybe Erfan didn't hear her. Two days Erfan did not contact him, but someone had told Keyla that Keyla no longer needed to contact Erfan. The woman's words were still clearly audible. Huuf Keyla heard and accepted his words. Without a single word Keyla was able to say. Without realizing it, the tears represented his heart. The screams of his heart, his longing about what was experienced with Erfan would just disappear.

"No... what does all this mean, Rabbi... squealed Keyla. I have to how, I can't, I don't want it all to pass." Keyla's moan.

The night was getting deeper, the night breeze blowing with the leaves beside Keyla's room with the remnants of drizzle. The cold burst out until Keyla's body shivered. As cold as his heart could no longer feel the warmth of laughter with Erfan. Keyla laid her body down, still with her sobbing until she fell asleep.

The sound of the dawn call to prayer sounded, Keyla slowly opened her eyes. Her cries last night made both mantayas puffy. He got up and walked to the bathroom. The cold wudu water soothed his face. A little bit can soothe his turbid soul. But the words of yesterday's woman could not be lost to her listeners. Huuuf, who is that woman? In mind Keyla wondered. Like something went wrong.

Keyla offered the dawn prayers and he spilled all his heart out to God.

"Rabbi... to You I give it all up, the servant surrenders, O Rabb, whatever is your provision is a sincere servant. Only the servant begs to show the servant to your way, the path you Ridhoi. If indeed Erfan is not the best for the servant then keep him away from the servant but if indeed he is the best for the servant unite in your way, rabb." Prayers flowed from Keyla's depths.

Hope the sun will give warmth to him with all the affection of God. Keyla was sure that God the Lord of hosts would not let her cry all the time. After the rain and drizzle there must be beautiful rainbow rays accompanying it. With the rest of the spirit, Keyla also rose up and will reimagine her life. Whatever path he walked, he tried to get through. Let time answer everything. There is still time for tomorrow. Keyla's conviction made her strong and will continue to hope.

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The sunlight came with the singing of birds and the coolness of the morning dew. Keyla stepped her feet down the road to her workplace. There was another one this morning. Erfan's soft greeting that always led him to live life he no longer heard. The fact that her day was not as beautiful as the sparrow's singing and also not as warm as the sun that wiped her tiny body. No matter how hard he tried not to remember the woman's words anymore, but so strongly did the bitterness smear his heart. He still believes in Erfan. Whatever it is, Keyla doesn't have to be that easy to believe.

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When doing activities, Keyla can be amused a little. He can complete his tasks well. But the twilight was beginning to show its radiance back Keyla's heart was sizzled.

"Faan, listen to me. Come Faan love one word to be able to convince my heart Faan. Don't torture me like this. Give me reassurance don't leave and just disappear Faan, Please I beg you." Like a selfless person Keyla expressed all along with the twilight that began to tamaram.

Suddenly Keyla's cell phone was bordering. One name is listed there. Yes... Erfan. Keyla quickly picked up the call. Keyla's cries broke out. He hadn't had time to say something to Erfan but Keyla couldn't help crying. Erfan let Keyla's cry subside. Just Erfan explained everything. If it was close, Erfan would definitely hug Keyla and guess at her. Erfan didn't have that heart to let his woman be sad and sad.

"Key, can I talk?" Erfan's soft voice stopped Keyla's sobbing.

Keyla was still speechless.

"Key, I know you must be sad and hurt. I'm sorry that some of the people today can't reach you. Yes... the woman bude me Key. He wanted me to marry his friend's child. And I was asked to leave you." Erfan explained.

"Then, you just shut up Faan, and leave me with a million ask in grief? Ask Keyla.

"That's not how Key, understand. Budeku is very authoritarian and always wins by herself My mother from the past always has to give in for her. And I need time to get away with my bude's desires. You are the patient one, huh!" Pinta Erfan.

Erfan, who has been nurtured by Budenya since childhood, to anything about his life. It is Bude who is the most powerful to determine. Even though Erfan is not a child anymore and has principles to determine steps in his life. How he achieves what he aspires to achieve.

Life is a series of processes. To achieve what we want, it is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand We have to fight to achieve everything. Include God in it. No matter how strongly we plan but it is God who determines everything. Confidence brings us to a time when we will feel how beautiful the struggle is.

Erfan convinces Keyla to be able to wait for him. Keyla confidently waited for Erfan with a million dreams sown from the bottom of her heart. Now Erfan and Keyla are trying to take care of each other. Let time tell. And hope the universe will side with them. Keyla smiled again and will continue to fight for all the flavors created. The bonds of the heart are not easily untied, beautifully engraved with one name and Keyla does not want to fail to fight for it. Ihtiyar and prayers as Keyla and Erfan did.

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