Call Me Rain
Not Hallucinations

In the past, almost every morning Gweny sent a short message to Mirza, whether it was a good morning greeting, or just give encouragement to start the activity.

Gweny, who though often ignored, but still trying to be a good fiancee for Mirza. Give more attention so that he can reach Mirza's heart.

However, since his conversation with Mirza that night, there was no message like the one he usually sent to Mirza. He seemed to dodge, giving a distance to be a little further from Mirza. His heart was too shocked, hearing the confession from Mirza.

It made Mirza feel a little guilty, because she shouldn't have said that to Gweny. And for the first time he contacted Gweny first.

"Ha, hello .. Mir ?" greet Gweny nervously, after he shifted the green button on the phone screen.

"Yes hello, I will go to Bogor in the afternoon" Mirza said without further ado, as she heard Gweny's voice.

Gweny fell silent, his forehead frowning in the words Mirza spoke. Is Mirza saying goodbye to her ? He still did not expect, if Mirza would contact him to give news.

"Gwen ?" call Mirza, because Gweny is silent.

"Ah, i. yes be careful. Good luck with all his business." It felt weird to him. Because for two years engaged, Mirza never even called her first.

"Hmm, yes." Mirza replied in a voice that was cold but pleasant to Gweny.

Gweny let out a long sigh, why when he began to despair in the face of Mirza's cold attitude, Mirza suddenly turned warmer. Will he have to fight once again to get Mirza's heart.

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This afternoon, Mirza was on her way to the city of Bogor, after Pa Sanjaya asked her to take her place to meet a business partner there. Although he refused, Mirza finally agreed.

The slightly hot weather made Mirza turn off the AC and open the window of his car, replacing the cold air AC with cool air typical of the mountains of Bogor city.

Mirza stopped her car just as traffic signs showed red lights. In the middle of the crowded vehicle, the corner of his eye accidentally caught a familiar figure sitting on a matic motorbike, wearing a black Bogo helmet not far from his car.

He was stunned, when he saw the figure of a beautiful woman with long hair draped smiling behind the rearview mirror of his motorcycle. Mirza wanted to get out of the car and approach the woman, but the sound of a horn hunting behind her car made her undo her intentions.

Mirza revived the engine of his car that he had turned off, intending to pursue a matic motor that had disturbed his view. However, he had not been able to drive, the motor matic was gone from his view.

"****, I may wish Alula was here." Mirza said when she realized her mistake. He hit the steering wheel in front of him, feeling stupid with his own imagination.

"Lu come here for work. Come on, focus Mirza." he breathed heavily, encouraged himself who for some reason lately often hallucinated about Alula.

The ringing of the phone distracted him, as he had parked his car in the Villa yard. Villa who had been with Alula and her friends several times during the holiday was seen empty, there was no one. Only Kang Agus as Villa's guard is alone there.

"Yes Pa," said Mirza after the call.

"Have you arrived?" ask Pa Sanjaya across the phone.

"This is just nyampe, later Papa share aja location where." Mirza gave the car keys to Kang Agus, the security guard and guard of Villa.

"Don't arrive late, this is a big project for Papa" said Pa Sanjaya.

"Oh yeah, don't forget you told Gweny too !"

"Yes Pa, the Emir wants a break." Mirza turned her phone back off.

Mirza walked towards the Villa accompanied by Kang Agus. There was a sense of longing as he entered the luxurious building. His memory when spending the holidays with Alula suddenly crossed his mind. Mirza breathed a heavy sigh, again she could not dispel her own feelings.

"The room I have prepared Den," said Kang Agus with his Sundanese accent, after he put Mirza's suitcase into the room.

"But I'm sorry, it's just me here. The aunt's son is sick again, so can't come here." he continued.

"It's okay ko' Kang."

"Later if you need anything, aden call Akang only yes." Mirza only replied with a nod, he went into the room to unwind after a tiring trip Jakarta - Bogor.

Mirza was still sitting pensively in a modern-style cafe full of visitors that night. Just a moment ago, he discussed cooperation with his business partner Papa in one of the VIP rooms at the Cafe.

After the client said goodbye, he moved to find a new seat that was more fun. Cooperation with the client showed satisfactory results, Mirza was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after a tense meeting a moment ago.

The music attendant began to open his voice, greeting the visitors who came that night. Mirza is not indifferent, he prefers to take out the phone and open the gallery, where dozens of photos of himself with Alula are still stored properly.

Music began to flow, along with the arrival of a cup of cappucino that he had ordered before sitting there.

"Thank you" he said to the waiter who had just delivered his drink.

"Good fun." replied the waiter, smiling at Mirza, whom he replied with a nod.

My life without your love

A night without stars

Mirza was stunned to hear the melodious voice of a singer on stage, feeling familiar with the sound.

His sitting position, which turned his back to the stage, made him have to look towards the voice.

My love without welcoming you

Like heat without rain ...

Mirza was glued to look at someone there, a beautiful woman with long hair down was singing while closing her eyes. Dress off shoulder with a pink flower motif wrapping her body gracefully. The little lips of the woman brightened her smile, adding to her beautiful appearance that night

Mirza made sure her eyesight was not wrong, several times she matched the singer's face with a photo in her phone. It's not hallucinating.

My soul whispered softly

I must have you

For a moment, the woman's eyes opened, her gaze fixed on a man sitting not far from Mirza's seat. A man who is no stranger to Mirza.

The beautiful woman with long hair was now back to close her eyes, feeling the soft music that accompanied the song she was carrying.

I can make you

Fall in love with me

Even if you don't love me

His voice sounded soft and seductive, making the attention of all visitors distracted by him.

Give it a little time

Love comes because it is used to it

The woman opened her eyes again, she swept her eyes at all the visitors who enjoyed the song she was singing. However, he could not hide the look of his surprised face when he realized the presence of Mirza among the crowd of visitors there.

The woman could no longer continue her song, she was seen whispering to someone playing an acoustic guitar next to her.Tak long, the woman came down from the stage, walking past several tables of visitors, he said, until finally he was spelled by the man he had been staring at while singing, to invite him away from the cafe.

Mirza did not want to waste her chance, she hurriedly ran after the two men and women who had come out of the cafe door.

"Sir, wait" said Mirza, pulling the woman's hand.

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