The Passion of Mr. Anderson

Ex

Melia looked very messy today. The horse-painted hair had already run everywhere, his face was so pale, the tears still looked well until his eyes also looked very swollen.

Melia is still pecking and keeps daydreaming all day. Today, he spends his days in a coffee shop in the suburbs and just spends time daydreaming. Sometimes, he just stared at the window beside him. Observe the raindrops that continue to flow without doing anything.

The hot capuccino he ordered, too, had cooled down. Melia even forgot, if she had also ordered strawberry jam cake and had not touched it at all. The memory of the incident some time ago, actually made his heart very sick.

And again ... Melia cried when she thought of that.

Several times his phone rang. Anderson's name appeared above the screen but Melia immediately turned it off.

That man, was the bastard he had met for the rest of his life.

Time passed by so quickly, that at some point, there was a bell ringing from the door of this shop. A sign that there are other visitors who come and enter this store.

Melia didn't bother him at all. He just focused on observing the rain outside the room.

Meanwhile, the visitor was walking. The first thing he did was just flick his eyes around and look flickering his wet hair. The rain apparently made the clothes he was wearing look soaked and he immediately took off the jacket he was wearing. Fortunately the inner shirt is still dry because it was helped by the jacket earlier.

"Mas, order a hot capuccino one yes." I said it while showing his index finger. "Oh, yes. Order one strawberry jam cake too huh, Mas."

The waiter nodded and immediately prepared his order.

"Good, Mas. I'm ready first and you can sit at the table ..."

The waiter was shocked when he realized that there was not a single empty seat in front of him. Everything was filled with customers, and the only empty seat was, the seat that was at the end there but in front of him was still a young lady.

"Emm," it seemed as if the visitor was observing the waiter's line of sight. A young woman who only looks from behind.

"It's okay, Mom. Let me ask the customer if I can sit in front of him."

The customer smiled as well as nodded. Then he walked towards the chair filled by a young woman who only appeared from his back.

Why does she feel foreign?

But, before he stepped his foot towards that empty chair. He felt someone was watching him. Ah no, he did not observe himself, but he observed the female figure that was in the chair there.

His figure is thick. Wearing a black suit and continuously staring towards the chair where the girl was. And one more thing, as he looked towards himself, it seemed like the thick-bodied man looked uneasy as he was about to meet the girl.

Like De Javu ...

Jesus ...! Why is he only now conscious?! The figure of a thick-bodied man was the same figure when he used to disturb his life. Destroying his family, he and his family were forced to move abroad.

While the figure of the girl in the corner there, is indeed very familiar to him.

Maybe it is ...?!

Quickly the customer who had ordered the capuccino and the strawberry jam cake walked towards the girl.

"I'm sorry, can I sit in this chair?"

As soon as Melia turned her head, they were shocked simultaneously.

"Rey?!"

"Melia?!"

The pair of ex-lovers finally met somewhere they did not expect at all.