We And The Unfinished Story
Original coffee vs creamer coffee

"I don't like original coffee, it feels bitter in my tongue, I prefer mixed creamer."

"If you have mixed creamer you will find it difficult to feel the original taste of the coffee."

"I don't care about the original taste of the coffee, I care more about my tongue."

That was our conversation a few months ago when we were waiting for the rain to subside,we decided to take shelter in one of the coffee shops in the city of R.From his drinking taste alone can be read if the life of this monochrome Dimas sir must be very boring.But he looks quite enjoy it.

"There's nothing extreme you've ever done in your life up to this age?" I want to know more about his life.He was silent for a moment seemed to think.

"No, I don't really like challenges and I don't want to complicate my life." He answered while shaking his shoulder.

Wow really her life is very monotonous at all.Even when I used to fight in High School was staggered just because of the belain of old angkot driver who was bullied.I also never skipped school with my friends just for wanting to watch a concert one of my favorite bands out of town.

Why Mr. Dimas who is a man can live a straight life.What his parents are so cruel, authoritarian, and,so that his son must always obey and obey family rules.Mana more cruel with my father who never could not open the door of his daughter because I came home at 12 pm,which I ended up having to sleep on till morning.

No wonder he offered me a more serious relationship,he clearly refused her.With this regular and obedient life where maybe he would take risks.Although I can feel a little love for me through the attention he has given so far.

I left my leave form to Merryana, because Mr. Dimas had returned to the city of R early in the morning.

At lunch break I chose to take care of my clothes that I would take home.I only brought a few clothes and jeans.

At three o'clock in the afternoon I saw Mr. Wiryo's car arrive at the office yard, but he was alone,meaning that Mr. Dimas did not come back here.Lagian this Saturday, but also he had to return to the city of C if later he also had to return to the city of R.

I returned home to the City of R only alone with Mr. Wiryo.All the way we told stories, discussed work, discussed family, we also discussed Mr. Dimas.Pak Wiryo said before there was me, Wiryo said before there was me,the journey from City R to City C or vice versa was very boring.Because Mr. Dimas did not like to chat, he just played gadgets or sleep.I just laughed to hear the story of Mr. Wiryo.

Arriving at R city headquarters I did not intend to enter, because I felt there was no need.I immediately decided to wait for the angkot in front of the office.

"Well what's the way to go back to T City?"Suddenly I was surprised by the voice of Mr. Dimas who was standing next to me.

"Hmm.ride the train sir, it'll be eleven o'clock tonight." I answered that I did not dare to look at his face.

"Ooo..form leave has been entrusted to Merry right?"

I was ushered in by my oldest brother, I,bang Rahman to the train station.Before I have told my papa that I leave tonight and get to the city of T about three o'clock in the morning.The journey from the city of R to the city of T about five hours.

The train is pretty compact, though, I saw all the benches were filled.I sat down in the gerbong 5 no bench 12A.After me there was a tall young man who was white and narrow-eyed I thought he must be an ancestor with Mr. Dimas and Merry.

All the way I just listen to music from my phone using a headset.I set my alarm at 02.45 am afraid if I fall asleep.Because the passengers are full, AC train is not too cold.I also do not intend to rent a blanket, I do not want to sleep,I'm just wearing a thin jacket and socks.

But I felt so cold in the middle of the night, I slept curled up, raised my legs and hugged him.Tilating my sleeping position to my back to the man next to me.

I woke up when my phone alarm went off.I was surprised, what is this? I saw there was a blanket on my body.Padahat clearly earlier I did not rent a blanket.See the man next to me sleep by crossing his arms in the chest.His habit is a position looking for warmth.

I intend to return the blanket.Because I'm sure it must be his.Suddenly he woke up and rubbed his eyes.

"just put it on."He offered me the blanket again.

"No, I'm about to get there, I'm down at City T station" I explained as I handed him a blanket.

Not long heard the voice of the train operator from the speaker, who told him that the train had arrived at the city station T.I was getting ready to go down, did not forget I said thank to the man next to me.He just nodded and smiled.Handsome, I'm happy,that's all I caught when I saw his face.

As soon as I got off the train I saw my Papa was waiting for the station.My beloved man, I immediately ran to hug him, I immediately ran to hold him,he embraces me walking out of the station towards his motorbike.Her age is 44 years old he still looks very handsome.His skin is white, nose pointed with a high nose, and,his posture was also high, he was really handsome even much more handsome than my eldest brother Bang Rahman.

Papa once told me that his grandfather was of Dutch descent.And if he saw the face forum I believe enough.The problem is we his children are more inclined to inherit my mother's genes.My height is only 155cm.My skin is also brown, mature,not as white as my papa.Hidung is indeed trunked but not as tall as my papa and my younger sister.My sister does look more like my papa.She has a sharp nose, her hair is slightly curly, her skin is whiter than mine.

On Sundays I sleep in my room all day.Sleeping on the train is always uncomfortable, so my mother did not protest when I woke up almost at 11 pm.

When I woke up I checked my phone, there were some incoming messages.I opened a message from Indra he invited me to meet at the cafe Angel, I was in,yesterday I told her I was going home to City T, but I didn't tell her why I came home because I wanted to do an examination.

I replied to her message and told her not to pick me up and just come to Angel Cafe at 2 p.m.

I continued to check the incoming message on my phone.There was from Uti my close friend when High School, who until now became my confiding friend.He asked if I had reached the city of T, T,and he intends to take me out.I reply him if later in the afternoon I will go to his house.

After all the messages I checked I was a little disappointed.It turns out there was not a single message from a person who I really expected his attention.It turns out as scared as that he was with me.Even he did not intend to ask my situation.Maybe he really did not want to complicate life and I don't intend to bother him anymore.