I am in the
cafeteria, drinking a cup of still hot chocolate. My elbows are resting on the
table, both hands holding my head to prevent it from falling straight on the
table because of sleepiness. I am waiting for my best friend. She’s taking her
last exam for this day, I finished mine earlier. I’m really bored and tired. We
are supposed to go home together, that’s why I’m waiting for her, here in the
cafeteria.
It’s already 3
in the afternoon. The cafeteria is less busy than it used to be every morning
until after lunch. There are few students occupying other tables but they also
seem tired and just wanted to take some rest and eat before going home. Even
the canteen sellers and personnel seem exhausted and just waiting for this day
to end. Strong winds made my long black hair sway. I can smell the food, the
fruit shake, and even the scent of the girl’s strong perfume sitting in the
nearest table. But it’s the smell of the hot chocolate that filled my senses…
My eyes captured the best medicine for all
my weariness and boredom. His eyes set on me, as if I’m the only one he sees. A
sweet smile is painted on his face. As he drew closer, my heart is pounding so
fast. Every time he’s around I really feel this way. From the first time we met
up to now, nothing is changed in what I feel for him. And I know he feels the
same way too.
I smiled back at him. Before he sat on the
unoccupied chair in front of me, He kissed me, on the forehead. He’s really
like that, kissing me as if I’m her grandmother, with respect and loyalty. And
I like that about him. He asked what I am doing here. I told him I’m waiting
for my best friend, that I didn’t know he was coming and that I hope he will
stay. Of course he will. He loves me and his time is always the greatest gift
he can give me.
We talked about almost everything. This is
the best thing we experience in a relationship, non-stop conversations like
it’s always the first time you meet each other. He studies in a different
university. We don’t see each other every day so visits like this is really a
surprise for me. My best friend texted me she said something happened and she
can’t go home with me today. Then I told this special guy next to me that my
best friend isn’t coming. It’s alright. He asked me if we can go out and eat,
since it’s the last day of examinations I think its okay to unwind and relax
for a while.
We walked out of the cafeteria. We walked
together holding hands while talking about what happened today in our own lives.
I talked about the hard tests and he talked about his terror professors. We
were just like that until we came to the restaurant and ate. I can see through
the glass windows that it’s getting dark yet I feel that only a few minutes has
just passed since we were together. Time flies so fast when you’re with someone
special.
It’s getting late, it’s time to go home.
Like what he used to do every time, he takes me home, he’s always welcome
there. My family knew him very well and they like him the same with how his
family like me too. We were in front of the gate, I asked him to get in but he
refused. He said it’s okay because it’s already late and we all need to take
some rest. I understand, he also needs to go home by now. He said goodnight and
he told me to sleep well and that he’ll call me. I kissed him on the forehead
too, just before he goes and I told him to take care. I waved my hand and though
I know he didn’t like it, he left.
I miss him already from the moment he turned
his back and went away. I wish we can be together for the rest of the day but I
know it’s not supposed to be like that. I am really in love and the best
feeling here is to know and be secured that the feeling is mutual. I watch him
go as the strong winds made my hair sway…
Blink… Blink…
(*___*)
The
laughter of the students in the nearest table made me go back to reality. The
smell of the food, the sweet fruit shake the scent of perfume and especially
the smell of the hot chocolate which is now cold all went back to my senses. I
drank my cold hot chocolate, or whatever you call it now, straight. I am not
standing in front of the gate of our home, I’m still there sitting in the
cafeteria alone. It’s not late in the evening, fifteen minutes has just passed
after 3pm. The sun is still up. And the best thing is, I am not watching my
boyfriend leave because I never had one, I am watching my best friend as she
enters the cafeteria. She sees me and waves her hand towards me. I wave my hand
too and made a faint smile.
Of course I am
not disappointed. I love seeing my best friend because she’s the only one I
have right now. She asked me if I waited too long, I said no, fifteen minutes
only. I stood up and I walked out of that place together with my best friend,
talking about tests, grades, assignments and our complaints about our
professors.
This is reality.
This is my life.
*Faint smile*
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