Saturday, August 06, 2005

Meeting My First Crush Again

A hot evening in Pasar Minggu. I was in my usual uniform: black jeans; black shirt; black cap; black, polished army boots. I just lost my parents in the sea of human beings. Thank God for the phone. Pulled it out, I thumbed Dad's number and placed it near my ear.

That's when I saw a familiar face. She saw me too.

A smile.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi," I said, looking like a food with the phone still clapped to my ear.

We haven't seen each other for three years. I confessed to her before. We have not spoken for five.

A heavy rain followed a few minutes later.

She is the 'Jd' in my name.

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