
A drizzle on Cyra's arm. Cyra still closed her eyes enjoying the fine slap of wind that hit her entire body.
Along the way, Cyra kept her eyes closed, hoping things would not change until she opened her eyes.
“Rain, Ra. We're shady, yeah!” Zaki pulled over the motor, turned into an area of a building that was no longer used.
Zaki cupped the jacket on Cyra's head when it started raining. Then he embraced the girl towards the terrace of the building to shelter.
Cyra looked at Zaki's wet face with the rain. Do all men always act like their girls? Give up the rain to protect the girl? Trivial, but so sweet. Cyra likes.
Cyra stared at the rain that was starting to pour.
“You don't like to be trapped by rain?” asked Zaki who saw Cyra staring with a firm look towards the rain.
“I like.”
“What's because of the rain with me?” Zaki glanced at Cyra who happened to be the girl also glanced at him.
Cyra smiled.
Zaki finally got that smile again after a while the sweet smile disappeared. Yang Zaki remembered, Cyra's face was always gloomy when the incident on campus at that time.
“Until when do we take shelter?” Cyra asked after half an hour of tingling feet from standing on the porch.
“Until the rain subsides.”
“You anyway, use the motor all. Why not just use the car?”
“More friendly use motor. You can hug me.”
“Ha haa.. Turns mafia also.”.
Zaki smiled. “Only a lecturer cannot be mafia?”
“If we stay here, we won't be able to go anywhere. We're locked in the rain.”
“So how do you want?”
“Jalan again, yuk.”
“Yakin?” Zaki stared uncertainly. “Cold, loh.”
“But.”
“Well, let's trybain.”
Zaki smiled again. Interesting challenge. “OK, deh.”
“This is the jacket?” Cyra shows Zaki's jacket covering his arm.
Zaki put the jacket on Cyra's body.
Cyra's sweet smile returned.
They then rode on a motorbike that drove under the rain. Cyra smiled enjoying every drop of rain that soaked her body. He and Zaki were soaked. It's raining really hard.
Cyra's smile faded when he found several ninja motorcycles whose movements looked suspicious. It's like they're following. The noise of the noisy motorbike caused by the gas makes Cyra sure that they are looking for trouble.
“Zaki, someone's following us. Cerems, deh.” Cyra shook Zaki's arm with an anxious look. Unfortunately, Zaki is riding a motorcycle so he does not see the expression of Cyra who is anxious not playing. If he had seen that expression, he would have hugged the girl.
“What, Ra? Not horrified,” said Zaki who could only hear the sound of rain and wind, his ears were also covered with helmets.
“Someone followed us behind. View spy!” Cyra shouted in Zaki's ear while pointing at the rearview mirror.
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