Dancing under The Heavy Rain- a Story from Bali Island

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It’s like you said that I loved the atmosphere of the rain. Yes, it’s wonderful to see it. It made that I always want to record and deviate in my file of life. Yeah, the story is so amazing. I started my adventure from Kuta Beach. I always keep photos in a small card, viewed truly Bali. It is a postcard, it’s so beautiful. Mountain, twilight in dim… and then You asked me to visit this place -it is far away from here. This is me now, I rent a car through foggy in Ubud Village. On the left side of the road, we are treated by wonderful scenery, rice fields, and terracing appear through window cars. Some overseas tourists chatted with farmers. And maybe, they wanted to learn to ploughed fields. During 2- hours, we arrived at Kintamani. The raindrops and cold were hitting me while I faced the height of the island. “Wow, how beautiful Bali” It was cold, so I tried to enjoy it with Bali coffee. It seemed it was a full taste of coffee. Then, I read your message on my phone, “your request that I should run and dance around the hill then sing. Do you know what is happening? Some people from around consider me “overjoyed “. There were many local and foreign tourists were laughing at me. They also caught me with their yielding, however, they were okay and I continued dancing in my happiness. I enjoyed it, I loved it. I am really — really free, — I have done my promise with your desires. Your love and kindness to me are unforgettable. That is my reason, you are always in my mind.