It was a lovely day. It was a wedding celebration party.
I don’t know a thing about him. This is our first meet.
I had pretended to not look at him and with no glasses on me
make an additional help but every nerve in my body was only too aware about him.
He kept smile widely. At first, I didn’t think that he was smile
at me but there was no one behind. I know where his eyes kept staring at. Mine.
Peace inside for the first time we look into his eyes, that was
simply crazy and unexplainable.
After a simply smile scene, I kept moving. I had bunch things to
do on that time and he was nowhere to be found.
Time passed. Plop!
He showed up in front on me when I was busy talking to his
friend. Oh yeah, his friend is friend of mine. I know he is friend of my
friend and that was a little thing I know about him. I talked to his friend and
let him stand there. Did he want to talk to his friend? Or? He messed his curly
hair, stand still and looked at me. I put a smile and kept talking. He didn’t
move and stroke back of his hair and then smiled shyly at me. What was
happening to him? Why didn’t he just pat his friend shoulder and stopped our
little conversation so he could talk to his friend, I mean our friend? Oh boy!
I felt so weird and like there was something in my stomach that I couldn’t tell
what was that?
Ah forget to tell you that, the one who he wanted to talk to was
gave him his back so I was on his view and to make it simple, let just call him
the curl and the other guy (our friend) with the blond.
I was really enjoying his present there but I couldn’t just
being bitch and let him keep waiting. So I let the blond knowledge his presence
there. Again, he gave me a broad smile. Of course I curved my mouth in
response. Moving myself a little to give them space to talk but keep in circle.
I had no intention to hear their conversation. No! I hadn’t finish talking to
my friend so, and he was the one who intruded our chit chat.
The curly man told him that he want to leave the party because
he had to catch his flight. So I proposed myself to walk him on the reception
area and grab him merchandise. I was shock a little, those words just spill
from my mouth without filter from my brain. Smile lovely, the blond welcomed my
offer. I know the blond was busy greeting his others friends and I was
available and I also didn’t know what was gotten into me that time. Why I was
bluntly offering myself. Urggh, do I have a special reason to give a hand?
For some reason, I wanted to
know him better. I wanted to have connection with him. Was it natural to have
the feeling like this to a person who barely I know? I didn’t know.
At first moment, I just saw him from far away for my liking. I
need to make sure that I didn’t have false impression. So I moved my feet and
he was trailing behind. Just walking front him make my stomach twisted into
knot. I felt a pair eyes bored into my back.
Finding the place that we looking for, I just grabbed the
merchandise from the table and gave him without any contact from our skin.
Bring back the memory; the moment I looked into his blue eyes, the world seemed
to have stopped all around us. All I could focus on was he was in front on me
and I could feel my cheek turn red when he kept his eyes into mine while
talking.
Sending him weak smiles when he said that was his time to go. I
just stared at his back and said nothing. And before I could even understand
what was happening he was already gone.
What was that mean? Was I the one who feel that way? I kept
thinking about him even I told myself not to. I even have this impossible
little hope that someday he will suddenly come to me because he realizes we are
meant to be together. But if we’re meant to be together we both will know in
our hearts what we need to do, right?
