Tawa dalam Hujan - Vocaloid 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 Laughter in the Rain The rain kept falling. The clear umbrella opened a small space above the two of them, raindrops falling steadily on its surface with a soft, rhythmic sound. Gakupo and Luka walked side by side along the city street. They no longer followed their original plan. Since the rain had already changed things, the two of them simply slowed down and wandered along the street. Luka still had her arm linked with Gakupo's. Whenever they passed a deeper puddle, Gakupo would slow down a little. "Careful." "Hm?" Luka looked down and noticed a small puddle ahead. She couldn't help but laugh. "Are you treating me like a child?" "No." Gakupo looked at her. "Just worried you'd step in the water." "But it wouldn't matter if I did, would it?" "Your shoes would get wet." "Then I'll just change them when we get back." Luka said it so naturally. Gakupo laughed after hearing that. "You're quite carefree." "It's rare to get weather like this." She looked up, gazing beyond the clear umbrella. Rain fell in strings from the eaves, and the leaves along the street looked even more vivid after being washed by the rain. The shop signs reflected on the wet ground, their red, blue, and gold light stretched across the water's surface, swaying gently with each step the two took. Luka stopped walking. "Gakupo, look." "Hm?" She pointed ahead. A bus was just passing the intersection, its wheels rolling through a puddle and kicking up a fine spray of water. Pedestrians along the street held all kinds of umbrellas—some hurrying along, others standing beneath awnings waiting for the rain to ease. It felt as though the whole city had been repainted by the rain. "It's beautiful." Luka said softly. Gakupo followed her gaze. "I guess we don't usually notice it." "That's because we're usually in a hurry." "True." Luka smiled. "So today, let's just think of it as bonus date time we got by accident." "Bonus?" "Mm." She looked at him. "We never planned to walk in the rain." "And now?" "Now, I think it's really nice." Gakupo smiled faintly. "Then let's keep walking." "Okay." The two moved forward again. Passing by a café, Luka suddenly stopped. "This window is so pretty." The large glass window was covered in raindrops, warm yellow light from inside spilling through the glass and mingling with the rainy street scene. Luka stood beneath the umbrella and watched for a moment. "Looking at the rain from inside must be beautiful too." "Want to go in?" "Not right now." "Why not?" Luka looked up and said with a smile: "Because I already have a great spot right here." Gakupo paused. "What spot?" Luka didn't answer. She simply held his arm a little tighter and kept walking. Gakupo quickly understood what she meant. "I see." "Mm." "Should I walk a little slower, then?" "Why?" "In case this 'spot' of yours isn't steady." Luka blinked, then burst out laughing. "I'm not sitting on you." "I know." "Then why say that?" "Just a reminder." "You're quite the joker today." "You started it." Their laughter mixed with the sound of the rain. Not loud, but it made the rainy street feel especially warm. After turning the corner, they came to a small plaza. At its center stood a fountain. Usually there were plenty of people around it, but today, because of the rain, almost no one lingered there. Raindrops fell onto the fountain's surface, sending out ripple after ripple. Luka stood quietly beneath the clear umbrella, watching. "It's beautiful." "Do you like it?" "Mm." She reached out a hand, but didn't extend it past the umbrella—just watched the rain through the clear panel. "Rainy days actually have a lot of beautiful things too." "Like what?" Luka thought for a moment. "Wet streets." "Mm." "Leaves washed clean by the rain." "What else?" "The way streetlights reflect on the water." She paused, then turned to look at Gakupo. "And..." "Hm?" "Sharing an umbrella with someone you love." Gakupo went quiet for a moment. His gaze settled on Luka. "Does that count as scenery?" "Of course." Luka smiled brightly. "And it's the best scenery today." Gakupo didn't answer right away. He only tightened his grip on the umbrella handle slightly. After a moment, he said quietly: "Then I'll remember that." "Remember what?" "That from now on, whenever it rains, I'll watch it with you." Luka's smile softened. She held his arm tighter again. "It's a promise." "It's a promise." Neither of them said anything more. They simply stood together in the rainy city. The clear umbrella kept out the falling rain, but didn't block the view before them. The wet streets, the water reflecting the lights, the swaying leaves, and the person who always stood beside her. What had started as an unexpected rainstorm turned their date into a memory more unforgettable than anything they had originally planned. They continued walking slowly through the city. Talking and laughing the whole way. No destination. No rush to get home. Just enjoying this rainy moment that belonged to the two of them. --- Melayu Hujan masih turun. Payung lutsinar terbentang di atas kepala mereka berdua, membentuk ruang kecil, dengan titisan hujan jatuh secara berterusan di permukaannya, mengeluarkan bunyi yang lembut dan berirama. Gakupo dan Luka berjalan seiringan di jalan bandar itu. Mereka tidak lagi mengikut rancangan asal. Oleh kerana hujan telah mengubah rancangan mereka, kedua-duanya memperlahankan langkah dan berjalan santai sepanjang jalan itu. Luka masih berpaut pada lengan Gakupo. Setiap kali melalui kawasan bertakung air yang agak dalam, Gakupo akan memperlahankan langkahnya sedikit. "Hati-hati." "Hm?" Luka menunduk dan baru perasan ada sedikit takungan air di hadapan. Dia tidak dapat menahan ketawa. "Awak anggap saya budak kecil ke?" "Tidak." Gakupo memandangnya. "Cuma risau kasut awak basah kalau terpijak air." "Tapi kalau terpijak pun tak apa, kan?" "Kasut awak akan basah." "Kalau basah, tukar sajalah bila sampai rumah nanti." Luka berkata dengan begitu santai. Gakupo turut ketawa mendengarnya. "Awak memang sambil lewa." "Jarang-jarang dapat hujan macam ni." Dia mendongak, memandang ke luar payung lutsinar itu. Air hujan jatuh berderai dari cucur atap, daun-daun di tepi jalan kelihatan lebih segar setelah dibasahi hujan. Papan tanda kedai terpantul di atas permukaan jalan yang basah, cahaya merah, biru dan emas memanjang di permukaan air, bergoyang lembut mengikut setiap langkah mereka berdua. Luka berhenti melangkah. "Gakupo, tengok." "Hm?" Dia menuding ke hadapan. Sebuah bas baru sahaja melalui simpang jalan, rodanya melalui takungan air dan mencipratkan air ke sekeliling. Orang ramai di tepi jalan memayungi pelbagai jenis payung — ada yang tergesa-gesa, ada pula yang berteduh di bawah cucur atap menunggu hujan reda. Seolah-olah seluruh bandar itu dilukis semula oleh hujan. "Cantiknya." Luka berkata dengan lembut. Gakupo mengikut pandangan matanya. "Biasanya kita tak perasan pun benda-benda ni." "Sebab biasanya kita selalu tergesa-gesa." "Betul juga." Luka tersenyum. "Jadi hari ni, anggap saja ini masa berjanji temu bonus yang kita dapat secara tidak sengaja." "Bonus?" "Mm." Dia memandang Gakupo. "Memang kita tak pernah rancang nak berjalan dalam hujan." "Sekarang macam mana?" "Sekarang rasa sangat bagus." Gakupo tersenyum tipis. "Kalau begitu, jom kita jalan lagi." "Baik." Mereka berdua melangkah semula. Ketika melalui sebuah kedai kopi, Luka tiba-tiba berhenti. "Tingkap kedai ni cantik betul." Tingkap kaca besar itu diselaputi titisan hujan, cahaya kuning hangat dari dalam kedai memancar menembusi kaca, bercampur dengan pemandangan jalan yang basah oleh hujan. Luka berdiri di bawah payung lutsinar itu, memerhati seketika. "Kalau tengok hujan dari dalam, mesti cantik juga." "Nak masuk?" "Sekarang tak nak." "Kenapa?" Luka mendongak sambil tersenyum: "Sebab sekarang saya dah ada kedudukan yang sangat baik." Gakupo terdiam sebentar. "Kedudukan apa?" Luka tidak menjawab. Dia hanya berpaut lebih erat pada lengan Gakupo, terus melangkah ke hadapan. Gakupo cepat memahami maksudnya. "Oh, begitu rupanya." "Mm." "Kalau macam tu, patutkah saya jalan lebih perlahan?" "Kenapa pula?" "Takut 'kedudukan' awak ni tak stabil." Luka tergamam seketika, lalu ketawa. "Saya bukannya duduk atas badan awak pun." "Saya tahu." "Habis tu kenapa cakap macam tu?" "Cuma peringatan sahaja." "Awak suka bergurau betul hari ni." "Awak yang mula dulu." Gelak tawa mereka bercampur dengan bunyi hujan. Tidak kuat, tetapi menjadikan jalan yang basah oleh hujan itu terasa amat lembut. Selepas melalui selekoh jalan, mereka tiba di sebuah dataran kecil. Di tengah-tengah dataran itu terdapat sebuah air pancut. Biasanya ramai orang berkumpul di sekitar air pancut itu, tetapi hari ini kerana hujan, hampir tiada sesiapa yang singgah. Titisan hujan jatuh ke permukaan kolam air pancut, menimbulkan riak-riak kecil silih berganti. Luka berdiri tenang di bawah payung lutsinar, memerhatikan. "Cantiknya." "Suka tak?" "Mm." Dia menghulurkan tangan, tetapi tidak sampai ke luar payung, hanya memerhati hujan di luar menerusi permukaan payung yang lutsinar itu. "Sebenarnya hari hujan pun banyak benda cantik." "Contohnya?" Luka berfikir sebentar. "Jalan yang basah." "Mm." "Daun-daun yang dibasuh bersih oleh hujan." "Apa lagi?" "Cara lampu jalan terpantul di atas air." Dia berhenti sebentar, lalu berpaling memandang Gakupo. "Dan juga..." "Hm?" "Berkongsi payung dengan orang yang disayangi." Gakupo terdiam seketika. Pandangannya tertumpu pada Luka. "Itu dikira pemandangan hujan juga ke?" "Sudah tentu." Luka tersenyum riang. "Malah, itulah pemandangan paling cantik hari ini." Gakupo tidak segera menjawab. Dia hanya menggenggam pemegang payung sedikit lebih erat. Selepas seketika, dia berkata perlahan: "Kalau begitu, saya akan ingat." "Ingat apa?" "Lepas ini, setiap kali hujan turun, saya akan menemani awak melihatnya." Senyuman Luka perlahan-lahan menjadi lebih lembut. Dia mengeratkan lagi pautan pada lengan Gakupo. "Janji ya." "Janji." Kedua-duanya tidak berkata apa-apa lagi. Mereka hanya berdiri bersama di bandar yang diselubungi hujan. Payung lutsinar itu menghalang titisan hujan daripada jatuh, tetapi tidak menghalang pemandangan di hadapan mata. Jalan yang basah, permukaan air yang memantulkan cahaya lampu, daun-daun yang bergoyang, serta insan yang sentiasa berada di sisi. Apa yang bermula sebagai hujan yang turun tanpa dijangka, telah mengubah janji temu mereka berdua menjadi satu kenangan yang lebih tidak dapat dilupakan berbanding rancangan asal. Mereka meneruskan langkah perlahan-lahan menyusuri bandar itu. Sepanjang perjalanan penuh dengan gelak tawa. Tiada destinasi. Tiada juga tergesa-gesa untuk pulang. Hanya menikmati saat-saat dalam hujan yang menjadi milik mereka berdua sahaja.