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Rey forgot that her tie was carried away by Pandu. Damn Pandu has been speeding the same motor. Uh! How is this, if the tie is not there Rey will be punished during the Monday ceremony.

Rey ran after Pandu, hopefully not far away. Because of the time coming home from school, many students who passed by wanted to go home. Makes it hard for Rey to run fast. Suddenly…

“BUG!”

Someone got hit by Rey. It turns out that the schoolgirl wearing the hijab was hit by Rey.

“Eh sorry, sorry. I was accidentally.”

That girl's okay, but she's looking for something.

“But, the novel got me..”

Rey immediately searched for novels around her. Found up! Rey took it, skimming the title.

“Moccacino.” inner rey. And, he immediately gave it to her, then apologized.

The rain suddenly fell. Rey stopped by a store near her school. Counting the shade while drinking coffee.

He sat in a chair close to the window, and ordered his favorite coffee. Order coming. He immediately drank it before the coffee was cold. His eyes occasionally saw rain through the window, looking at the person who had just entered the tavern.

Unintentionally, his eyes saw something he was familiar with from the corner bench. The novel! A novel that someone is holding by covering his face. Two days ago he accidentally dropped a novel.

A girl in a white-gray uniform wearing a hijab. Was he yesterday? The owner of the novel who accidentally hit? That day Rey did not see her face clearly. Rey is focused by her tie being carried away by Pandu. And, what is that novel?

But, the novel was not only owned by the girl who was yesterday, was it?

Rey brushes away her thoughts about the novel and its owner. Rey is curious too.

Rey went back to drinking coffee. It seems like the rain outside has stopped. The girl walked away from the store. Ah, shit Rey doesn't see her face anymore.

After the Dzuhur prayer at the mosque near his school he immediately put on his shoes. Smiling and remembering the incident, Edyta thanked Rey for telling her the book that was left behind in class. Edyta, the girl Rey secretly adores, but unfortunately Edyta already belongs to her friend.

While continuing to wear the shoes, his eyes were drawn to the white sneakers that were stuck on the shelves. It must be a girl's shoe, Rey's inner. All along wearing his eye shoes still pay attention to the white sneakers.

Rey stopped by the store again. It turns out there is a Pandu. The shop owner's son. Rey approaches Pandu. They do their salaman every time they meet.

“Tumben.” said Pandu, hinting that Rey always stopped by his shop. “Yes, again want to rest your mind. So the ribet class leader. Not to mention tasks, unruly kids!” obviously Rey.

“Eskul lo how, bro? So the eskul leader is tasty?”

“Pusing too. The painting members are still being clipped. I really hope a lot of interest is painted.”

Rey story with a tired pretentious face. But he's really tired.

“Yes already, I've pesenin your favorite coffee. Maccacino.” Rey accepts.

Both of them sipped slowly on their coffee.

Again and again. The figure of the girl in the corner of the shop stole her attention and made her kepo. The girl was still in the pose of reading a book like yesterday, covering her face. Rey poking Pandu.

“Lo see a girl in the corner sono no? Who the hell is that?” Pandu watched for a moment.

“Do not know me. Unacquainted. Never saw it either.”

“Who is it?”

“But for sure anyway, I just heard him mesen Moccacino.”

“What?!” Rey scrunched her forehead.

“Lo why, men?”

“No, I'm weird. He messes up my favorite coffee too.” The guide pushed Rey's shoulder slowly.

“That likes Mocca many times, Rey.”

“And, even stranger, the novel she read was titled Moccacino!”

Scouts like not believing. “Masa? Uh but simple anyway, the sign is he likes Moccacino. No need to be hysterical.”

Rey is still guessing and still very curious about the girl. Yes, the Moccacino.

Pandu and Rey walk to the mosque to perform Dzuhur prayer.

“Let you promote eskul painting to temen-temen lo.” pinta Rey.

“Sip.”

After Dzuhur prayer, Rey immediately put on her shoes. Suddenly he remembered the Moccacino. “Later I stopped by lo shop, huh?”

“Yeah, Rey. Today I want to close my mouth, my family wants to look at my grandmother, sick. That's why I want to go first, yes?”

Pandu immediately left.

Rey nodded. His eyes were fixed on the white sneaker on the shelf.

“That was a shoe yesterday.”

Rey salutes the owner, whoever it is. When the bell came home was rung all busy to quickly go home, because indeed the bell came home with the dzuhur adhan, but not with the owner of the shoe, he instead put his obligations first. Rey smiled at the shoes. Dan, leave immediately.

Rey so rarely squirm the ‘Moccacino’ it in the corner store. Usually it's there. Rey is curious. And, lately he has often seen white sneakers on the shelves of mosques after prayer.

Rey is tired of everything. A task that never ends. Children who are unruly, eskul whose members are still few.

He laid his body on the grass of the garden, under a shady tree. The blue sky. Hopefully this way can minimize the fatigue.

The wind made Rey want to fall asleep. Slowly he closed his eyes. Just wanted to fall asleep, there was an incoming call from Rey's phone and she immediately picked it up. From Pandu.

“Oit?”

“Ya already, you will bring it here. I'm in the regular park.”

“Oh, yes already. Okay.”

Rey hung up. The blue sky, the gentle breeze, made him sleepy. And Rey finally fell asleep.

Rey felt like there was an earthquake. He opened his eyes little by little. Guide wakes him up by tearing Rey's body apart.

“Eh!”

Rey has raised her body. His life has not fully gathered.

“Where's edyta? Ah, she's on the same road Gilang!” rey Ngaco.

“Elo why, anyway? Dream, yes?”

Rey patted her forehead over and over again.

“Dreams only, damn it!”

“But Edyta is the same as Gilang. Come on, come on to move on. Don't keep hoping, Rey.”

Rey felt it was time to not take Edyta anymore.

“Girls who want to enter eskul lo, tuh!”

The girl approached. Rey looked. The girl smiled while showing the results of her painting with a cup of coffee.

Rey looked at the girl from top to bottom. Oh, gods! The held novel, the novel read by the girl in the store, right? Ah, yes!

Especially this? Boots. The shoes he is wearing now. The shoes he often saw in the mosque after prayer. That's really his shoes.

Rey saw the girl's face again. He smiles. Occasionally grinning to show his teeth wire. Ah, sweet.

“Gue wants to enter eskul lo. How's my painting?” he spoke to Rey.

“Oke, great really. Eskul same monday thursday.” Rey spoke a little nervously. Rey seeing this chick is like seeing Ashilla Zee vei hijab.

“Lo child class?”

“Eleven Languages.”

“Kok I never li..”

“Iya, I was in Ipa, because of the new interest language, I moved.”

“Why?”

“Because, I think in Language there is a way to my ideals.”

Rey saw the novel. Ah, the goal is to be a writer. But, why does it speak like Ashilla Zee too.

“Continue name lo?”

“Caramel.”

“Hah?”

“Yes, Caramel. And, I like Moccacino.”

Ah, true! This is the girl who was accidentally bumped by Rey during the tie. I hope he doesn't remember!

There is a voice call coming in from Pandu's phone. After being lifted it turns from his mother to immediately donkey to help serve. Guide the farewells to Rey and Caramel.

Rey is very curious about this girl. After looking at the shoes Caramel was wearing, he recalled the shoes that were on the shelves of the mosque. And, when he finds out who the owner is, Rey falls’ in love for the first time meet. Now.

Rey takes Caramel for a walk around the park. “Alesan lo draw that coffee, what?”

“This is Moccacino. I like coffee the same. From coffee you can learn not forever live lo pait. Make it sweet sometimes you have to love something in your life to be sweet; sugar.”

Rey knows now, why when he was in the shop he ordered Moccacino, his novel too, even his paintings.

“But if your life is sweet forever, I do more self-decetin the same almighty.”

Rey thought again, maybe this is the reason the shoe was always on the shelf.

‘Crazy nih girl from the talk aja poetic so much’ Inner Rey.

“Rey?” call Caramel. Rey was silent.

“Lo know my name?”

“Yes. Reynaldi Adiyoda, eleven social, class president?”

“Lo to me?”

“No, Rey. You told me.”

Rey kege’eran's. He scratched his head that was not itchy. Rey invites Caramel to sit on the chair behind her at the fountain. Caramel was busy responding to chat like it, occasionally he took a selfie, and invited Rey to selfie with him.

It turns out Caramel isn't a cold, cuckoo girl. Rey smiled to herself. Caramel's busy selfie. Rey writes something on paper, then gives it to Caramel.

“Make me?”

Caramel mambacaanya in the heart.

“I fell in love with you, since the first time we met. The time of the novel falls. Coffee shop. Shoes on the mosque shelf. Even that day I digaliat clearly lo, and now I can see lo clearly.”