Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
The Rain is Not Over

" Sir please Sir!"

A girl ran towards Nizam who was standing with some of his friends.

His shout was able to grab the attention of the orange troops who almost simultaneously turned towards him.

Someone among them was rolling the rope, some were tidying up their goods after use.

Heavy rain that lasted since last night caused flooding in several places.

Citizen villages, streets, making Nizam and other members now have to work hard in the rain that seems not to intend to stop.

Even up there, the gray cloud still looks very dark, it still seems to have not given up watering this earth for some time to come.

With raincoats that are also orange-colored stuck to their bodies, help some residents who may be trapped in the flood.

Rubber boats have been prepared, life vests have been installed on each body. Always ready to work.

" Sir please Sir! Spots."

The girl again shouted, arriving near the group of girls slightly jumped up and down.

Panic with hands pointing towards the streets of the village which has now suddenly turned into a river.

There, a girl was trying to drag the body of an old woman while swimming to the edge.

The girl looks great, agile body while moving in the water with carrying a very light weight.

Predictably if the girl is trained, maybe her hobby of swimming helps her in this situation.

Nizam along with one of his friends began to rush to run to equalize the position with the girl.

The bodies of the two began to be on the edge with the old woman's hands starting to stretch out. While Sandrina, the helper girl is still trying to continue pushing the woman's body to be able to be achieved by the two men in orange uniforms up there.

The hands of Nizam and Fadli were both outstretched, who was able to reach the woman's hand to be immediately freed and out of the water.

Fadli immediately grabbed the woman's hand, slowly pulled up, and then lifted up until he was able to reach the plain. The clean, wet and tired-looking body was only able to stand still, following where his body was carried.

While Nizam is now trying to help the girl who he knows is a student who is interning near his village.

"Sandrina, here's Sand!" The girl who had shouted for help also called her friend with the same hand outstretched.

Just touching their fingertips, the girl just back away. The hands seem to be getting harder to reach.

Until Nizam throws a rope so that it can be grabbed by the girl.

Honey, the girl named Sandrina is just getting more sharp. His hands stretched out and danced over as if he was looking for attention.

His body just getting away and unable to reach the rope that has been stretched by Nizam.

"Sandrina."

"Sir please my friend Sir!"

Rania who was standing near Nizam again shouted, with a hand that several times shook Nizam's arm.

More panicked when his friend's body seemed to move away from the plains. Anxious himself when he thought Nizam had done nothing to help his friend.

Nizam immediately jumped, because he was the one who was now. The distance is not too far away, but when he saw the girl looked troubled just to reach the rope that had been close it he could guess if the body was tired.

Fadli also stood up, crouched down with his hand holding the rope that had been laid by Nizam.

The rope is shaken so that it can be easily reached by Nizam. Ready to pull if Nizam has grabbed the rope.

But the view from the opposite direction looks very scary.

"Zam, hurry up and zam!"

Down there Nizam has been able to grab the body, hugging it with one hand and one hand moving to keep the body moving towards the ground. Right, the girl had grown tired after expending quite a lot of energy in the water while carrying the load.

Even so, the girl's eyes are still open, one hand sometimes still moves to help Nizam move. While one hand hugged the neck of Nizam so that their bodies are not separated.

"Zam bandang ZAm. Hurry along!" Fadli shouted, his body half-standing, impatient for Nizam's body to reach immediately.

Just reaching for the rope was able to reach Nizam's hand, the big water really came sweeping their place to follow the current.

"Zam, Nizammm." On the edge Fadli continued to run while shouting.

"Sand, Sandrina..." The girl beside him was heard calling his friend's name.

But the water continues to flow, widening until it reaches the surface of their feet.

Fadli immediately grabbed the girl's hand to get away from there immediately. While the other hand grabbed whatever equipment he could dive into.

The incident was too fast, forcing them to spend more energy to save themselves. Spur a heart that does not beat uncharacteristically, while the heart always pray that everything can be passed immediately and fine.

The stare was over, just for a moment. Yet his strength and swiftness were able to sweep through many things there.

Fadli went back there when the water had receded a little. Behind him was a girl who had been staring at him, asking about the condition of her friend who she did not know how.

"Calm down, Nizam is tough" he said calmly, although all the negative thoughts about the two human beings could not go from his brain. "Don't forget to pray, may they be well!"

He only hoped for familiarity, Nizam appeared and walked ahead despite being shocked.

He began to walk along the edge of the land with his friends. His gaze was sharpened, trying to find something he could hope for.