If it's love, it'll never be too late (part 1)

A short Story, Happy reading guys..

My life is really been great. I love the me who has everything at my content – almost everything even regarding relationships. Since there’s this FACEBOOK, I can make friends as many as I want to. Through this social network, I’m able to update all the things about me - photos, status and events. For all that I’ve been aware of; some people came to like me as in like. And honestly, I always feel awesome whenever people - both I know and I don’t know, make their love confessions to me (girls always feel proud of themselves about this). It’s not that I’ll return their feelings at once and be what they want me to be but, I’ll just appreciate what they have felt about me and of course on my part, I want us to remain friends only. However, for certain people, I may have come to like for sharing ideas. I want to know how compatible we could be and see all the possibilities if we could be lovers. That’s where it’s all begun. 

I came to have this someone. He’s not someone I know. He’s a stranger who lives miles away from me. I must be out of my mind to say “yes” when he said “I like you”. My “yes” that moment didn’t represent any of my feelings towards him. For me, it was just a FLING – the feeling of likeness for a moment. So, I told myself to give it a try and see how it’ll turn out. Play safe, I told myself. 

And so it goes, this certain someone has been with me this past three years. He’s been my lover who I’ve never met in person, even once. It was funny but true. Facebook, YM, and Skype were the ways to get to each other. We barely made phone calls and barely sent texts. There were a lot of ups and downs too as if we were in a serious relationship. We promised to meet each other many times but we never pushed through the plan we made. There were always some things which came up in the middle of the plan of our meeting. I knew it was me who didn’t have the effort at all to meet him. We even broke up two or three times because we lost contact. I knew it was me again who did this most of the time. The truth about this was, I did it on purpose because as I’ve said I’ve never had that electric feeling. I didn’t see the need to meet him at all.

You’re saying I’m a bad girl? Well, I won’t say I’m not but, don’t be judgmental. You’re not even half way reading this yet. Still long way to go 

 

Okay..

So, last December 19, 2012 I went home for two days to attend my younger sister’s wedding. I let him know what I was up to. Again, we promised to meet each other. I was in Bandung, very near to him but I didn’t tell him that I was there. After spending two nights, I went to Yogyakarta in the morning, 8 hours by train – 246 miles away from him. Nothing happened. I enjoyed my stay in Yogyakarta with my eldest brother and I forgot him. 

But then after spent my two nights there, I had to pick up my professors (husband and wife) from the university where I study at. Their flight will arrive from Manila at 00:00, so I have to find way to get to Soekarno Hatta International Airport on time. Therefore at 08:00 in the morning I was already at the Tugu Train Station. Along the way, I listened to the music while played game on my Ipad. 

Two hours before reaching Gambir Train Station, my phone rang. It was from my professor, the husband, saying that they could not make it to Jakarta because the expiration of his passport is due in 3 months. Since he couldn’t come, his wife tagged along with him. I was really lost my focus after the call and before I realized it, I ended up at another train station rather than Gambir. The place is so new and I don’t know anyone. So I tried to enter the Alfamart and asked if there’ll be any train to Yogyakarta tonight but every train was fully booked. There’ll be only a train available tomorrow afternoon at 04:00 Bandung – Yogyakarta. There were only 3 seats left. I told them to reserve me a seat while I made a phone call. I tried to reach him, that someone. 

I was pissed that his phone wasn’t even active. Then I rang my brother and told him everything about the event, my location, etc; that I’ll be heading to Yogyakarta by tomorrow. Lastly, I tried to phoned him again, that someone.. “maaf nomor yang anda tuju sedang tidak aktif atau berada di luar jang..” operator’s voice pissed me off even more. I gave up calling him. Instead I left him a message hoping he’ll read once he activates his phone. I went to the Alfamart again and bought two tickets – to Bandung tonight and to Yogyakarta the next day. That was the only option left. I called a friend who stays in Bandung to pick me up at the train station. But she told me to take a cab and drop by the Bandung Immigration Office at Suci and she’ll pick me up there. I was almost fallen asleep when my phone buzzed. It was him. Small talk and I felt a sudden relief. I promised to contact him when I arrived. Once the train stopped at the station, I walked straight to the south exit and took a taxi to Suci. Bandung was so damn cold - it’s still the same as it was back in 2007 when I was still studying there. Along the way, I couldn’t reach my friend anymore. Her phone was off. So I called him and told him about what had happened. His response??? He’ll pick me up! He said, I have to wait for about 30 minutes because it’s quite far from his place. I agreed. I waited – waited for someone I’ve never thought I would meet. I can’t stop myself checking my wrist watch. I was counting the minutes. I was thinking of the right words to say, thinking of what I should do when he’s in front of me. My mind worked really hard even though I was tired like hell.

Then suddenly, there he was. All the words that I’ve composed neatly to say to him, faded. Without saying a word or two, he asked me to hop in his motorbike. I did exactly as he said and we left through the darkest night .

Hm, my dearest readers, you’re wondering what will happen next, aren’t you? “What will he do to me?” is really a “big thing”. You never know what will happen. Work on your mind for awhile; I’ll be up with the next part sooner...

*Francoise* 

When i miss you

Ketika saya kangen, Saya tau kmu juga lagi kangen. Super Huh ? hehe 

Hei u down there, I just wondered how u are and if u miss me at all, cuz i miss you. A lot !! i wish i can rip u out of my dream and hug you. 

Wishing u weren't so far away..

Many people says that when we missed some one it means she/he is missed u too, i do believe it. i'm a person that really give a damn about harmony and stability. for that it means i only missed someone for they are also missed me too. lol - there is always a feedback of what am doing. Not really everytime, pretty big time though. hehe

I dont say i've always that way, i'm just trying to accustom my self to make sure the continuity of my -relationships. Well, some weren't agree but there are many who agree. and I only care about that.. (-_-)

There is a reason why two people stay together, They give each other something no body else can. 

Skype with her and yet still miss her so much..

Hadomi hau nia doben... :* :*