A sudden tremor was felt. Everything is like falling and falling in love in a dry season. Not meeting him for a day made Angkasa started to become addicted to a longing. She did blue her mood. The feeling is fleeting but invites a million question words in his heart. "Could it be, you will accept the spark of my love that begins to burn in the flames of ingrained romance?" She thought while enjoying the sunset in a cup of robusta coffee that rushed up to his two nostrils.
He began to sip a cup of robusta with the warmth of the atmosphere at dusk which was beautiful. The atmosphere begins to orange color a heart when it is intoxicated with romance. It feels so natural. Until the mind keeps thinking about him who is dancing in his dreams. Longing becomes a lump of taste as sweet as sugar.
"Hopefully you are a house worthy of my stay," Angkasa muttered in his heart. The atmosphere feels so warm in the sunset.
"Brother!"
