Author’s POV

                It was such a cloudy and windy afternoon in one corner of Seoul. People who likes taking stroll choose to just staying at home. Cafes and restaurants in this area seemed to be quite quiet. In one of those cafes, there was a man sitting on the front corner of the cafe. The man, who wore a casual outfit – white Tshirt inside dark blue shirt with long jeans and matching blue shoes always looked outside the clear window, seemed to be waiting for his company. Nothing special in his way of dressing, but his face, his body is just prefect, except for his expression. He seemed happy but worried at the same time, and no one could guess his expression, and what he thought right then.

                The man, Jung Yonghwa, still playing his Iced Americano cup and sipped it once a while. It was his second cup, if you wonder. And that time, the cafe’s door opened. He looked up right away, to make sure the being entering the cafe is someone he is waiting for.

                Jung Yonghwa’s POV

                That woman, ani, that lady, is someone i really longed for. It has been ten years since we lost contact. You don’t know how I really miss her. My eyes just can’t escape the figure walking towards me. Her sparkling eyes, her wavy brown hair, her perfect figure fits her knee-length peach simple dress with a coat over it. She still has this great aura around her. Yes, my friend is like that. Oh, not my friend, i mean... she is my best friend. No! She WAS my bestfriend. I don’t know how I shall address her. What I know for sure is that she was my friend. We attend the same middle school and we got close in our 2nd year, although I eyed her since my first year. First of all, she is 8 months younger than me, and as you all may expect, she was my first love. Then, we went to different highschool, since I attend all-boy highscool. And since that time, we agreed to be just bestfriend and not to talk about ‘love’ or ‘first love’ or whatever it is. And the worst thing is that we lost contact ten years ago, when she suddenly disappeared just like the wind. I tried to look for her on her house, her college, asked her friends, but nothing went well.

               “Joohyun doesn’t want you to contact her, so I couldn’t give you her new number. Jeongmal mianhaeyo Yonghwa-ssi” Hyoyeon, Seohyun’s bestfriend since they were baby rejected my request. And I just could tell her that I will never change my number or my email so whenever she want to contact me, she can. And our relationship ended there.

         I gave up searching her already until two days ago she sent me an email. I shreaked when I saw the email address: [email protected] “It’s Seohyun, and she want to meet me! Oh my God!”

            I get really excited and found all this amusing when I see her. I am in awe seeing her beautiful face that never changes since the last decade. I am happy seeing the face that I missed so much, seeing the cruel lady walking towards me. Cruel? How not? She suddenly disappeared from my eysight but she never disappeared from my heart although I told my heart the opposite. She ruined my love live, seriuously. I couldn’t even date for more that half year, not because I am playboy, but just because she popped out of nowhere to my mind almost all the time when I date.

                “Yonghwa Oppa, annyeong,” she smiled. Oh God, I fell hard for her! Oh Yonghwa, can you angry or at least pretend to be angry?

                “A…annyeong Joohyun ah,”. She then pulled the chair across the table.

                “Mianhaeyo Oppa, I came late.”

                “Ah, ani, kwenchanha, I just arrived too.” she giggled.

                “You still can’t lie Oppa. Look, your cup is almost empty. Is it your first cup?”

                “This? It is my second.” I answered without much thought.

               “Jinjjayo? You shouldn’t drink that much. And I am really sorry I made you wait for a long time.”

                “Eh? Kwenchanha...” I reassured her.

                After Seohyun order a cup of hot chocolate, I brave myself to initiate the conversation again.

                “Long time no see, Seohyun-ah, Bogoshipeo...” Aish, pabo Yonghwa! Why must said that you miss her?

                “Ah, ne.. Nado bogoshipeoyo. Mianhaeyo Oppa...”

                “Hyun ah, why... why you don’t let me contact you, eoh? Why you just disappear without a word, eoh?” Why I ask such a hard and sensitive topic as soon as we met? I saw her changed expression. Silent. A second, five seconds, ten seconds, and I lost my count.

                Her first word after it, is “Kamsahamnida” to the waittress.  She looks to the cup when she answered my question.

                “Mianhaeyo Oppa, jeongmal mianhaeyo. I went to Japan to study.”

                “Arra... Hyoyeon ssi had told me. But why didn’t you let me contact you?”

                “Na keunyang... I just want to focus on my study.” She still doesn’t make eye contact with me.

                “Keundae...” I didn’t continue my words – which I’ve been prepared since I got her email – as I knew this is already over the boundary. I shouldn’t ask her in the first place, I am not her somebody anymore afterall, moreover today is the first day we meet, I shouldn’t ruin it, should I?

                “Eo, keureu, mianhae Joohyun ah, I shouldn’t act like this.” I sipped my coffee again. And silent strikes again. The only think I hear is my so-loud heartbeat. I can’t look at her anymore. All I can do is just staring at her pretty fingers. Oh ! Even I love her fingers!

                     “Yonghwa Oppa…”

                 Finally Joohyun breaks the silent. Slowly but surely, my eyes met hers and just like what I expect, I enter an unknown world. Her eyes are so clear, sparking adorably, showing a more beautiful sight than her smiling lips – that I knew it is also so beutiful and perfect smile. But I, being someone who ever close with her, knew there is something she hides deep inside.

                    “... jaljinesseoyo?” She asked my condition.

                     “Mo... I am well.” We then drown in our conversation, standard topics like school, work, family, friends, and soon. But we never touch the topic of l-o-v-e. Or is it just me? I dodn’t dare to start talking that topic, since you know, I still have feeling for her. My whole hearts is hers.

                     It has been two hours and I am on my 3rd cup of Iced Americano, and Seohyun still on her second cup. This time, I catch a significant change in her eyes – Sharp, serious look. I play guess-what-it-means by myself, wondering what will she tell me. And I am really afraid right now, honestly.

                     “Oppa...” Her voice makes me forget how to breathe normally. Oh God... what will she say? Please don’t let my negative thought be true.

                    “Oppa... don’t you curious why I contact you all of sudden?”

                    No! The topic I avoid comes. Honestly, I really want to know, but I am too afraid to know. Seohyun stares at me with those eyes, that gaze, that lose its life. Her fingers run though her hair. She is definetely nervous.

                   “Eo…  not really. I am really happy with the fact that you contact me and I am meeting you now. It is enough Hyunah.” I lie.

                   “But I want to tell you, and I will.” Okay, I can’t stop her anymore.

                    “Eo...”

                   “Bogoshipeo, neomu neomu bogoshipeo.”

                 It feels like my whole body is struck by thunder. I am more worried than happy, and I believe this is not her real reason. I never doubt it, I mean, I believe that she miss me, but I believe there is something more big, maybe more shocking thing.

                  “Nado, nado bogoshipeo Seo Joohyun. Neomu neomu bogoshipeo. Jeongmal, bogoshipeo. Keundae, there is more important thing you need to tell me right? What is it? Hmm ? Tell me, nan kwenchanha, really I am fine with whatever. Hyun ah... “Okay, I lie again, I am not fine to be honest.

                   “Anieyo, you are wrong. That is the most important thing. Jinjjayo.”

              It feels so cool and assuring. She really miss me, just that. I smile, showing my charming snaggle tooth. Yeah, at least I can feel this happiness, although just for a brief moment.

               “Oppa, it is true that it is the most important, but I do have another thing i need to tell you. And for me, it is not as important as my previous reason.” She reaches her sling bag, takes a purple rectangle card with gold ribbon on it. I glance at her, but she doesn’t lift her head. Slowly I reach the card, and before I read it, she speaks,

                 “Oppa, I will marry, next month.”

-to be continued-

Note:

Hi... I am coming back with an old fanfiction! Lol. Yes, this is originally my first fanfiction ever and was written in Bahasa. I started writing this about 5 years ago? I can’t recall it. Then 2 years ago I edited and posted it, so may be some Indonesian gogumas ever read this. And then I decided to translate it and posted it here with a very little edit! But but... the originally oneshot will be 2 or 3 parts somehow. I don’t have much time to translate but in other hand I am too eager to post it as soon as possible. LOL. By the way, how is it so far? Tell me what you think :3 See you in next part...