Bench

CHAPTER 1

"my place of comforting my ugly me"

SHANIA's POV:

Fallen tears I have been holding earlier, dropping right now as I came to my comfort place. I seat there without thinking about anything except only on how I was treated with no care. I don't care also the people whose looking at me as I show them my emotion. 

Hidden is what they think should do when expressing the ugliness. I express them wholly with my heart. A man with a big stomp coming to me closely.

"Are you okay? Don't cry my darling because you only ruin your beautiful face with those frown", the boy said with concern.

"And who are you to demand me to do that? Please mind your own business", I said as I was really mad from the problems I encounter earlier in our house.

"Ok then, I'll leave. How unfortunate of me to not be able to help someone by just leaving their self all alone. I guess...", mid sentence of him was cut off.

"NO! You can stay. I was just mad that I pour all my anger to you unconsciously ", I promptly tell him how I feel because of the gut that I might feel lighter after opening up to him.

"So how was your day miss that made you miserable like this?", he asked me as if he's waiting patiently looking like a puppy to me as I wipe my tears from my bare hands.

"I had an argument with my mom. I didn't mean to lit the fire bigger but I was really full of them that I wasn't able to control them. We had a debate whether I should go to other country or not. It was my decision to go because I want to achieve my dreams but they didn't let me leave. The departure will start from 3 month from now on. It's not that I want to do this from my own but it was for them, I want to earn money so I can help them be less tired from working", I let it out all my strong emotions as if I have full trust to him.

He was listening to me with all his eyes. Eye contact that doesn't break easily when it across mine, it sparkling like those stars in sky. It was my first time that someone was eagerly listening to me whole heartedly with my nonsense yap.

"Did you tell them about that?", he found me easily like a dumb with that question.

"No", while my head is facing downward.

"I think you should talk this with your parents and tell them about this too to stop their worries. You're not the only one feeling like this for sure but also your parents", he advice me and then I  node after hearing those angelic yet husky voice.

"Thank you very much. I feel lightly after letting it out and receiving some good advice. I am Shaina and may I know your name?", with a voice of a maiden I made.

"My name is Karx. Here's  my handkerchief, you can use that on your tears and I think I need to go", voice of a hurry he leave in his tone while taking the bus.

"Wait, thank you very mu..", words I ought to express wasn't able to deliver after it quickly close the buss sliding door.

He wave at me as the bus is about to run with smile and I answer him by saying "thank you" gesture in my mouth along also with a smile and wave. I wipe my tears with those handkerchief he give. I smell the scent in his handkerchief and smell the same scent from him. 

It was like a mix of a peeled lemonade in a summer breeze in the farm he gives off a vibe scent. Destiny of how we meet in a bench as I was one of a stranger of him. Thanks of his approach that I was able to feel a consoled on "my place of comforting my ugly me".