Out of all seasons, I love raining season the most. The weather is cold, people say just like my heart. Its also windy, people say like my personality it can blow people away. The humid air that’s sending a strange smell that my nose likes.  But actually what I like about it, is the way clouds gather covering the bright sky, causing people rush whatever they do. When it rains, streets are empty, only small amount of people covered in plastic coat walking around, almost running. They may find me weird, because its only me who’s covered with nothing but my casual clothes, calmly walking under the heavy rain against the strong wind. I feel every drop of water that hits me is like a small flick from God that I deserve. I enjoy the rain with closed eyes. Even that way, I know I wont bump into something or someone. I stop walking when I don’t feel anything hitting me even though I clearly hear the rain still pouring the earth. I open my eyes to see a red umbrella above me.

“The rain is too heavy, you’ll catch a cold.” His voice sounds deep and somehow care but I don’t care. I glance at him with so much annoyance. He wears plastic coat like all people, right hand holding red umbrella that’s now ‘protecting’ me from the rain while his left hand holding a black umbrella.

“Its not your place to care about that, move!” I make sure that my tone of voice is sharp enough to scare him. I’m wrong, he grips the umbrella even tighter and with that stupid smile on his face he answers me.

“It is…”

“What?!!” the ?

“I mean…maybe for you its NOT, but actually it WAS…and for me it STILL is.”

I look at him angrily. Its not the first or second time he plays puzzle with me. I don’t understand why he’s always have time to follow me around.

“Who. Are. You?” It’s the first time I ask him despite so many times we ‘meet’. I don’t know how many times though, I’m sure even God is too tired to count. Of course, I won’t ask if he doesn’t annoy and bother me so ing much.