Life Diary "CACA"

episode 7's

God, actually I'm very tired of all this just in front of the world I always pretend to be happy whether when all this will end.

Maghrib Caca finished praying straight out of his room to the kitchen to find something he could eat to prop up his empty stomach. His day was in the shop and at home. This is his routine every day.

A very boring day.

On Sundays during the holiday Caca always bring his car to get around in the city center.

On that day Caca entered a cafe where there is only a variety of coffee in the drink list book. Caca loves coffee. Coffee is his favorite drink. He always ordered coffee without sugar, because he liked the bitter taste in it.Bitter coffee symbolizes the bitterness of life that he felt.

He rolled his eyes to see the situation around his seat. The cafe is very crowded with visitors. But his eyes were fixed on the figure of a man wearing a tosca-colored cocoa shirt in front of him. At that moment he unintentionally looked towards the man. She was always smiling and Caca returned her smile. Caca felt he was different from the others, his face was clean without a single point of acne it had started bewitching Caca's eyes not to let go of his gaze but the thought he immediately threw away as far as possible and shook his head while occasionally taking such breaths length.

Uhhhjjjfttttttt .. Uhhhhhjjff..

What's wrong with me. Why would I think of someone I don't know at all"

After Caca looked carefully, he was very familiar with the man in front of him.

Rizal. That's right, Rizal. What about my vision today. Nadin's words the other day seemed to bewitch me. Hihihi Nadin you have to take responsibility for today's events.

Caca immediately departed from his seat to drive away his embarrassment, he rushed to get out of the cafe but his steps stopped when someone was right in front of Caca by sticking his hand out at him and saying how are you?

"Assalamualaikum "the greeting that Caca uttered was so nervous.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, sorry Ca. Howareyou? " repeat the question back.

"Ohhh Rizal, yes. I'm good" put the palms together to say hello. "How are you?" Caca asked the same question.

"I'm good too."

" At least I am."

"Sorry what's wrong Zal" cut off Rizal's conversation to shorten their meeting.

"Can I ask for your phone number" he said fearfully.

"Emmm. Any pens?? " thyun to give certainty.

"there is!" he held out a pen in his hand.

Caca immediately tore the paper on the caffe table. He wrote down several digits of the number on the paper and then gave it to the man standing in front of him, after which he immediately rushed away without saying a single word.

"Syukron katsiron Ukhti" he thanked Caca who just left without turning back to answer his words.

(Caca left it)

Caca is very afraid of getting to know men too closely. He was afraid of being hurt and given false hope. So Caca chose to avoid.

Not because he is arrogant or picky - choose to be friends. But the disappointment he had felt scared him.

It is fear that makes him avoid, fear of being carried away again and fall in love again after it is hurt again and hurt again.

Complete is already what occurred to his mind after remembering the first time. The image of Yudha's friendly photo with the fashionable beautiful girl is always attached to Caca's memory.

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Caca drove his car fast. He went straight home, not how long Caca arrived home. His phone rang so fast that there was an incoming call, after which he touched the phone screen to pick up the existing call. But there was no sound from the caller.

He immediately disconnected his call with her,

Who is trying to play me.

The phone rang back and was immediately picked up.

" If you just want to play around to spend your time you better stop, I don't have time to talk to you, you better call someone else to be played like this!" ketus Caca to someone behind the phone. But he was embarrassed then, how not? after saying a long word he just remembered to say hello first. Finally he said his greetings.

"Ouh yes Assalamualaikum warahmattullah hiwabarokattu!" he did not know in what tone he said it, in a high tone or something else, his mind flogged with shame, his silence split after a man's voice laughed behind the screen of the phone.

"Hmmmmm.... Hihihi" the man's voice.

"Waalaikummussalam warahmattullah hiwabarokattu Ca? It's me Rizal, sorry to disturb the peace of Caca before, my phone when calling the first time was lost, so I also intend to call for the second time."

Whahuh? ****** you ca. What are you doing, an unreasonably angry.

"Ohhh it turns out you're Zal! what was? " he said casually.

"I just want to confirm the truth of your phone number. That's it, sorry if it bothers you" he replied.

"If there's no need for me to turn off the phone, wa'alaikum salam" Caca disconnected his call.

Her. What's wrong with him. Didn't I tell her not to bother me.

Caca does not want to be disturbed by anyone, he just wants to enjoy his solitude in peace.

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Caca's weird, wasn't I just calling for a second. Whether the timing was not right or he was annoyed by the little laugh I gave him. What's my fault with her.

A few hours later, Caca's phone rang again. Rizal's name is on the screen of the phone, Caca was so furious to see that he ignored the call from it.

The longer the ringing gets more annoying. Although ignored repeatedly but Rizal did not tremble in the least. He kept calling Caca. It's really nonstop that guy calls Caca. The call repeatedly until you no longer know how many times it counts. He was increasingly furious made the caller, until finally Caca gave up and raised the call Rizal.

"Hallo assalamualaikum" Cacaemg said a gentle greeting.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, Ca I'm sorry if I bother you."

"No" I answered briefly.

"I'm sorry if any words offended you, I'm really apologizing to you" a very sincere apology came out of Rizal's mouth.

"Yes already, assalamualaikum" Caca gave a greeting to end his call at that time.

" wa'alaikum hail Caca."

What's wrong with this woman really makes me not understand, what is wrong with me .

Many times Rizal reflected his face in front of the mirror to look for his self-deprecation.

But I don't think my face is so ugly' or if my words ever hurt her, I also never spoke at length to him just greeting him and asking for his phone number was done as fast as lightning because Caca seemed to avoid me or maybe did not want to be friends with me who was just one an ordinary employee but it felt very unlikely it seemed like she was a different woman. Huuu I don't know, women are really hard to understand.

At that time Rizal kept thousands of questions in his mind.

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