A lover in the rain

Kamu jatuh cinta setengah mati pada seorang gadis. Tatapannya membuatmu merinding, tanpanya hidup terasa tak berarti. Hanya untuknyalah kamu bernapas di tengah teriknya panas bulan Juli. Bersama kalian, ada kebisingan kota dan kilauan lampu jalan. "Jika ini bukan cinta, lalu apa itu cinta?"—begitu pikirmu.

Suatu hari yang hujan, kamu berlari menemuinya untuk jalan-jalan. Kamu bahkan tidak peduli meski tubuhmu basah kuyup. Jari-jemari kalian saling bertautan, ini bukan mimpi, semuanya nyata.
—Aku jatuh cinta, sayang, aku jatuh cinta padamu. Distrik yang basah ini, dan rembulan akan membuktikannya, —ucapmu sambil menatap matanya dengan tatapan penuh cinta. Dan hujan terus turun tanpa henti.

You are head over heels in love with a girl. Her gaze gives you goosebumps, without her there is no point at all. Only she can breathe in the July heat. The city noise and the sparkle of street lamps are with us. "If this is not love, what is love?" you think.

One rainy day you ran to her to take a walk. You weren't even embarrassed by the fact that you were soaking wet. Your fingers intertwined, it wasn't a dream, it was all naivety.

• I'm in love, my dear, I'm in love with you. The wet area, and the moon will confirm it, - you said, looking into her eyes, with a loving look. And the rain continued to fall without stopping.