PaMud PaPa Young
Cup of Coffee

"From coming to bring love, to coming home with wounds. Better come bring a flashlight, go home bring a chicken."

The day the sunlight came into a room. The sunlight hit the face of a person who was asleep on the bed. The person refused to open his eyes, so he pulled the blanket over his face.

The sound of a person knocking on the door of the house while shouting to call the name of a person who was in the house, the noise was heard in the ears of a person who fell asleep on the bed.

One opened his eyes slowly after he pulled the blanket that covered his face.The sound of knocking on the door stopped and the sound of a cell phone that was in the drugs rang.

Drr.......... Drrrtts

"Hello Fit."

"Hello too." Fitri got up from his seat and he changed position by sitting on the bed, Fitri took the phone that was on the nightstand and he picked up the phone call.

"Where areyou? I'm at your doorstep, open your door." A man standing at the door of Fitri's house continued to speak.

"Wait a minute." After saying that Fitri turned off his phone call and Fitri got out of bed. Fitri walked out of her bed.

Fitri opened the door and saw a woman standing at the door.

"Have you just woken up?" The man looked towards Fitri.

"Yes, what are you doing early in the morning?"

"Where's the morning? it's it's noon. You see the sun is hot."

"What time is it?"

"At 10:30 wib."

"Huh." Fitri surprised.

"Are you not working?"

"No." Fitri turned the walking couch that was in the living room.

"Why?" Without being told to enter by Fitri a man walked into the house Fitri.

"Lazy." Fitri sat on the sofa leaning against her back.

"Tumben you are lazy to work usually you are the most enthusiastic to work." One was sitting on the single sofa next to the sofa that Fitri was sitting on.

"You don't work Mia yourself?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Today I'm off, you also work today. What if we go to the Mall?"

"Don't want to."

"Why are you?" Mia squinted her eyes staring at Fitri.

"I want to ask you, but you have to be honest."

"Yes I'll answer honestly, what do you want to ask?" Mia became curious.

"Am I pretty?"

"Maha." Hearing Fitri's question instead of answering but Mia instead laughed.

"I'm ugly, so you fuck me." Seeing Mia laughing so Fitri thought that Mia was fretting at her ugliness.

"I laugh it's not that you're ugly." Mia stopped laughing then she spoke to Fitri.

"Why are you laughing?"

"So I'm confused why are you suddenly like that the same thing as me?"

"Now you say, am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful, all women are beautiful.Why is it?"

"Am I really beautiful?"Fitri was hesitant about Mia's words.

"Are you really pretty, what's the matter? why are you calling me that?" Mia convinced Fitri that Fitri was beautiful.

"I want to tell you something."

"Just tell me I'm ready to hear."

"But you have to promise first, that you won't laugh at me." Fitri spoke while looking at Mia.

"Yes I promise." Mia promised as she raised her two fingers to form the letter V.

"Cie Cie means you are not single anymore." Mia cut off Fitri's talk.

"Huft, don't cut it, I haven't finished talking." Fitri took a breath and then he exhaled."

"All right." Mia noticed the look on Fitri's face that looked lethargic.

"My love is rejected by men."

"Huh, I refused." Mia was surprised as her mouth opened.

"That mouth is closed, that flies come in." Fitri sees Mia's mouth open and she tells Mia to keep her mouth shut.

Mia obeyed Fitri's words, she shut her mouth.

"Just this time I felt heartbroken at being rejected." Fitri's face turned sad because it remembered the incident last night, her love was rejected by Zainel.

"What is the reason he rejected your love?"

"He loves another woman."

"Yes, as long as the yellow janur has not curved, he still belongs together, just keep not saggy love." Mia encourages Fitri to continue pursuing Zainel's love.

"Indeed, if the pepet keeps him, will he accept my love?"

"Remember no effort that betrays the results, then you just keep him. Over time he will also bend his knees to you."

Two days and three days to a week passed, Fitri continued to pursue the love of Zainel. Fitri was sitting on his chair reading a document on the table. Fitri felt drowsy so she yawned.

Fitri picked up the phone and pressed the phone button.

Tuutts.......... Tuutts

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalam."

"Can anyone help me?"

"Make me a cup of coffee."

"Sorry buk but I can't."

"I don't want to know, you have to make me a cup of black coffee." Fitri spoke in a firm tone to the man.

"How do I tell people who used to make coffee for mom?"

"I don't want to, I want your coffee."Fitri firmly rejected the proposal of one.

"But I can't make mom's coffee." The man hesitated to make a cup of coffee for Fitri, as he had never made a cup of coffee.

"I don't want to know, immediately you deliver your homemade coffee to my room." After saying that Fitri put the phone back on top of the phone.

Fitri again read the documents on his desk, after Fitri understood the contents of the document. Fitri pulled the drawer that was on her desk, she picked up a pen that was in the drawer of the work desk.

Fitri closed the desk drawer, Fitri needed a signature on the document. Fitri closed the document and then he put the document he had signed on the right.

Fitri again read the document while shaking a pen in his hand. After finishing reading and understanding the contents of the document, Fitri put a signature on the document. Fitri closed the document and then he put the document on top of the document.

When Fitri was about to hold the phone, there was a knock on the door.

Tok.......... Tok

"Assalamu'alaikum." One who stood at the front door of the rungan carrying a small plate on which there was a cup.

"Walaikumsalam, come in." Fitri told the man to go into his room.

A man held the doorknob of Fitri's room and opened the door of Fitri's room. As the door of Fitri's room opened he turned to the door, he saw a man wearing a cleaning service uniform walking into the room carrying a cup of coffee.

"This is his coffee." The man was standing in front of Fitri's desk.

"Let it on my desk."Fitri did not want to pass the opportunity, he just continued to look at the man's face.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" The man put a cup of coffee on the table.

"Do you make this coffee?"Fitri held the cup that contained the coffee.

"Yes buk."

Fitri gulped down the cup of black coffee while staring at the face of the man standing before her.

"How does my coffee taste?"

...~ Connect ~...