Jingga di Monas

Menuju Senja – Payung Teduh.

Many people called tourist walking around their posisi wenak place. Some of children playing bubbles with their friends and several food vendors passing peddle their wares. At the background, the sun is going down in a very shinny gold tone and giving a dramatic views for everyone at that place. It’s the  first time for Nona Pop visit Monas, icon of Jakarta. Nona Pop and Mr. Nob smile to each other, they chat inaudible in slow motion and look happy.

Mr. Nob:

Look! The sun is going down. So beautiful.

Nona Pop:

I called it with “senja”.

Mr. Nob:

I love orange, uhm, jingga, right, Nona?

Nona Pop:

Orange for english and Jingga for bahasa, Sir.

Mr. Nob:

I don’t care, I just happy can enjoy it with you, Nona Pop.

Nona Pop:

Me too. J

They look each other again and smile, they have no words anymore.

Addicted to You Outta Control

In To You – Adhitia Sofyan

Nona Pop follows her friend’s lead. They sit in a corner of the cafe and her friend open  the menu, orders a cup of cappuccino and nasi bakar ayam.

Friend:

You don’t eat or even drink something, huh?

Nona Pop:

Teh cammommile without sugar, please.

Friend:

His favorite, isn’t he?

Nona Pop:

i dont want to be a victim of a broken heart

Friend:

But you still in it. You knew that hot choco is better, but yeah..

Nona Pop just staring at the white cup of tea in front of her. She take it, drink it slowly and put it down. She smiles and say something to her friend.

Nona Pop:

This tea is not delicious at all, but i just follow my heart.

An Accidental Meeting

Do you remember when you fall in love for the first time? I never know what love is untill at nine in the afternoon, I goes to campus coffee shop and find someone take a seat in front of me. I never thought i would come to this point where life as the Kiddos is no longer relevant. It hurts a little and at the same time to find myself grown up and be acquainted with something called love.

Mr. Nob:

Sorry, if i may borrow your pencil?

Nona Pop:

*shocked*

I beg my pardon, you talk to me?

Mr. Nob:

Is there anybody else? Yes, you are.

Nona Pop:

Oh, sorry. Of course. Here you are.

Mr. Nob:

Cute pensil, huh.

You’re Nona Pop, right? I read your poem in wall magazine.

Nona Pop:

*almost screaming*

Really?

Mr. Nob:

Yes, I did. I like you’re style.

My name is Rendra, thank you for this cute pencil and nice to see you.

pict. from here

~ Falling in Love At  a Coffee Shop – Landon Pig

~ Nine in the Afternoon – Panic! At the Disco