Those three continued to eat. Had a good giggling from time to time. He could feel that the girl also try to steal some looks toward his. But he tried to focus his attention to his meal. None of this would matter.
As he regained his composure, he found her smiling. And he hated himself. Because he knew that he never had courage to say Hi! Twenty seven years and not once, he was able to make such move. What is the risk? None. But still.
For a moment, he forgot where he was. He was allured by a charm that he wanted so bad to forget. A real beaut. It wasn't a film star's beauty. It wasn't a face that will appear in Vogue or Elle either. But in her visage, he found himself lost.
As he ordered the food, he couldn't resist the urge to steal a look at her. As he nonchalantly directed his eyes to her, their eyes locked. A good few seconds but he felt his heart fell. Dug.
And there she was. Sitting in the bench of the food trucks that said Mie Ayam pak Imin as he approached the place. She wore black legging and Chameleon tank in red. The pink Adidas made the color combination looked inviting. He couldn't miss the view.
So he stopped at Semanggi. There are several pop up food trucks offering various dishes such as chicken porridge, chicken noodle, soto and many more. He was not familiar with the food quality as he rarely eat in such places. But he managed. He is not too peculiar with food.
He must have run for almost an hour. He made a u turn in front of Istana Negara and heading back toward Senayan. He slowed down and looking for place he could rest. And eat. This is important. He didn't want to go back to his apartment in an empty stomach.
He sped up his pace. As he wanted to let all the negativity out of his system. Deep in his heart, he found a voice whisper "It shall pass. There will be someone for you to love. It must be". Oh, how he wanted to believe it.
Life has given him good things. He knows. Born in a good family. Not rich but enough to live conveniently in this poor country. Got a good education and now pretty solid career. If he rides a bus, it just because he can't stand the traffict in these hours. Not that he car-less.
He thought a lot about his love life. The pain, the suffering. It wouldn't simply go away. He knew he focused in the wrong side of love's experience. But he just couldn't help it.
He jogged toward Bunderan HI. After a slow start, he founded his rythm. One..two. One..two. He focused on his breath but let the thought wander: If only I have a girlfriend to jog with.