Yam stirred restlessly in her bed. The bedroom was dimly illuminated by bedside lamps. Her fingers rhythmically browse all socials accounts of hers using her mobile phone but she isn’t paying attention to it. Tomorrow Yam will start her work at Jittaleela Holdings so she needs an enough rest for a fresh start. She struggles to sleep but she can’t. It was a hot night.

            “Argghh.. I really can’t sleep right now.” Yam sighs and glances to the clock. It struck 11.00 p.m. “I should have sleep right now.” She sighs again.

            “It’s better for me to do something else.” Yam thinks for awhile and grabs her phone. She wants to text Fern.

Text Message

To : Fern

Fern, what are you doing. I can’t sleep.

From : Yam

After a few minutes Fern replies her message.

From : Fern

I’m working dude! So, what if you can’t sleep? Like I care? Hahah kidding. Come to my place.

Yam smile on reading the text from Fern. She thinks for awhile with Fern offer.

To : Fern

Okay babe. Text me the address.

From : Yam

In a split of seconds, Fern texts the address to Yam. She checks the address and dresses up.

Yam steps out of her sleek, shiny car. She fixes her glasses that perched carefully on her nose and looks to address that Fern gives her just now.

            “Aunty Inn’s Bistro.” She reads the signboard on the building. Same with the address on the paper.

            “I think this is the place.” Yam grins from ear to ear as she manage to find the place by her own. She still not used to that area yet as she just come back from Canada.

Yam walks into the bistro. She scans all around the bistro to find Fern and finally her eyes caught Fern who is busy serving the customers at the counter area. There are so many customers inside the bistro but the surrounding situation was so silent and quiet. No noise comes out from them.

            “What kind of place is this? Am I entering the right place? Or I just entered a different world?” Yam thoughts in her mind while making her way to Fern.

            “Hi Fern.” Yam greets Fern when she reaches the counter.

            “Welcome miss. May I help you.” Fern says spontaneously without noticing that it is Yam who stands in front of the counter. For Fern, it is a common thing when customers know her name. Not because she is so popular at the bistro. It's because of the name tag on her shirt.

            “Fern, it is me. Yam!” Yam waves her hands in front of Fern face as she saw Fern didn’t notice her presence there.

            “Oh Yam! You are so different. How come you can be this beautiful? I didn’t recognise you just now.” Fern seems surprised to see that the pretty lady who  stands in front of the counter is her best friend, Yam.

            “You and your sweet talking cannot be separated. I wonder how many tones of honey you have ate for your whole life until now.” Yam mocks Fern and takes her seat on a stool around the counter area.

Fern covers to prevent her laughter from coming out. Yam never change so did Fern. These two girls are so close even though sometimes they can be like cat and dog.

            “Want some drinks?” Fern asks to Yam.

            “Do you have orange juice here? It’s kinda hot tonight.” Yam pouts her lips to Fern.

            “Of course we have that. Wait a minute.” Fern is about to prepare the juice for Yam but Yam stops her first.

            “Fern, why people in here are so silent?” Yam asks in her low voice while scanning  through the bistro.

            “Look there.” Fern points her finger to a corner of the bistro and leaves Yam.

Yam focuses her sight to the corner that Fern showed her. From distance, she can see, a petite lady sitting at that corner with a piano.

            “What is the connection between my question and that girl?” Yam scratches the back of her head as she didn’t get any clue from that. She keeps her eyes on the girl.

The girl starts to play the piano. The melody produced from the piano fills the air like a magical spell. It was so amazing. No wonder everybody in there was all in silent mode. They really enjoy the girl’s performance.

            “Have you got the answer?” Fern approaches Yam who seems so lost in her world. Yam was startled with Fern sudden appearance beside her.

            “Who is that girl?” Yam didn’t bother to answer Fern.

            “She is our pianist here. Pie.” Fern informs Yam. Yam nods her head knowingly.

            “Here’s your drink.”Fern places the orange juice on the table and take her seat across Yam.

            “So, have you meet Kim?” Fern asks without hesitation. She really wants to know if Pie’s Kim is Yam’s Kim too.

            “Yeah. I have met her.” Yam didn’t look to Fern eyes. She sips her drinks and plays with the straw.

            “You have explained everything to her?” Fern utters another question to Yam. Fern knew about Yam and Kim.

            “Yes I have and she has replaced me with a new girlfriend.” Yam rolls her eyes on telling that to Fern.

            “Oh Yam. What if you know Pie is Kim’s girlfriend.” Fern gulps and anxiety fills her mind.

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            “Fern? With whom are you talking to?” Pie interrupts their conversation. Fern was a little bit startle with Pie presence beside her.

            “Pie, I’m talking to my friend.” Fern answers sh