A Well-Spent Saturdate

My Friday was ruined. Entah apa-apa saja yang membuat hari jum’at ku terasa berantakan, sampai-sampai ku putuskan untuk tidur lebih awal. Esok harinya, hari Sabtu ini, aku pun bangun cukup pagi dengan perasaan sedikit janggal. Ada yang harus aku ungkapkan, unek-unek yang biasanya hanya di dalam pikiran. Dengan keyakinan yang kuat, akhirnya aku berani menyampaikan kejanggalan hatiku padanya. Semoga saja dia benar faham.

Sejak malam sebelumnya, aku sudah merasa rambutku perlu diguyur saking lepeknya. Tapi, namanya juga manusia, ada saja alasan untuk tak berlama-lama di pemandian. Tepat jam delapan, aku meninggalkan kamar untuk pergi ke salon langganan. Sesampainya disana, aku langsung minta dicuci lalu diluruskan rambutnya. Iya. Se-random itu.

Stranger's Roses

I personally never imagined to get a bouquet of flowers at my door. Even I indeed sometimes think that it would be sweet if someone give me those. I ever read one of my friend’s bio on a social media which stated “not one of the flowers kind of girl”. It was not wrong at all, but just let’s be honest here. If anyone by any chance surprise you with flowers, wouldn’t you be happy, though? 

            Flashback to few previous years, when I was still in my teenage world. I “met” this guy in a chat room on the internet. It was supposed to be a video chat one, but he hasn’t got cam on his computer at that time. He only put a pic of him there. The one and only picture of himself. White shirt, brown pair of eyes, messy-curly blonde hair, and an awkward pose.