The Meeting

Yesterday was a sunny day, it might be just another normal afternoon for most of the people. One of my friend was just came back form UK, called me for a tea time after he reached his home. Of course, without second thought, I promised him.

He had been left for 3 years, and we didn't contact with each other even since, both of us was way too busy for our own works. I was quite surprised that I am the first one he called after he came back. We have been friends for 7 years, we fought, we argued, we laughed, we cried, we shared... And we were best friends in other people eyes. For some reason, he misunderstand me, and he left without saying goodbye with me. And we lost contact even since, but I never forget about his essence all this years.

Our meeting place was Starbucks. Like usual, I ordered my old time flavour coffee, and grabbed some magazine to read while waiting for him. The place was crowded, and the shop was filled with people that passed by, but somehow, everything that happened that noon was seem so contrast to me.

After 15 minutes, I saw him kept looking for someone not far away from my place, I knew that was him. I waved my hand, and he finally saw me sitting among the crowd. He seem surprised to see me but he still look the same, and I glad his appearance didn't change much, but I saw something different from his smile, I knew something was bothering him...

-To Be Continue-