5. the bus
Orange tinge across the edge of the sky. as if the horizon line was making its mark in the afternoon. Like birds starting to flock back to the nest, Joe did the same.
His glossy black footwear traced the rough path slowly. Whistling softly always glancing at the arrival of the next bus. Unexpectedly, Joe's heart started to beat fast when he stopped at a bus stop. The man looked in the mirror on the cellphone screen, smoothed the ends of his hair that was blowing in the wind and rolled up the sleeves of the shirt that were starting to wrinkle. He looks pretty bad for an accidental meeting with his new friend, Jeya La Epion.
The sky was getting darker, the bus had arrived which was immediately crossed by the line of impatient people who wanted to return to the pillow and warm blanket contest. Among all that, Jeya was nowhere to be seen. This might not be the time fate brought them back together. Joe was a little sad, but the man still got on the bus, taking one of the empty seats.
He looked straight at the window. Exploring the dense streets that darken in the night. Tonight Joe wants to eat spicy noodles. Vallen went out of town and will be back the day after tomorrow.
"Destiny always brings a stalker."
Joe took his eyes off the street. He stared at the source of the voice that had just managed to disturb him. The girl gave a short smile. Wiping the passenger seat with a wet tissue that has been taken out since when and then sitting quietly.
"Can I sit next to you right? New friend."
Earth Joe seems to be rotated in all directions. The man smiled broadly. "As you wish, new friend"
Something tickled Joe's heart. along the streets without this conversation. There was a curious roar from Joe Ecarth's side.
Each day may go on as usual for most people. But this Thursday was different for Joe. His report at the office was completed on time. The usual after-work hours ended late at night, now Joe could end it in the afternoon. And of course, one bus with Jeya. Although the girl who was looking straight ahead was silent, Joe felt relieved.
I don't know why but Joe felt all complicated problems would go away starting today.
"You like reading romance novels?" asked Joe starting to speak. The silence of the bus and the girl choked him.
"This is not a romance novel." Jea said, holding up a black novel cover with a mountain of a head cut off without a body.
Instantly Joe flinched. Baring a row of teeth, Joe tried to nod nervously.
"O-ooh. I thought most girls like romance novels."
"The stories in romance novels are too good to be true."
"What do you think reality is like?"
The girl was silent for a while as she stared at the tips of her knees before answering; "The reality of love is like being stabbed a thousand times until it festers. A few words of apology and incision. There will be no success in love. All nonsense and stupid actions are just a waste of time. There will always be tears, then they will hug, laugh and hurt each other again. very stupid!"
Joe gasped. The details about love according to Jeya are not very good. As if, Jeya is a victim of a love that is not formed properly. The relationship that caused the girl to become a hater and rotten.
In the rest of the journey, there is no more conversation that occurs other than the word until we meet again.