Perfect Stranger

One

"Why life is so suck?"

Like usual-like days before-she'll talks about anything. It's amusing me how she likes never run of words. Today she looks gloomy. I'm a little bit sad not see her awesome-killer-smile that made her eyes like a crescent moon. I don't know her name, but she almost every day becoming my passenger. I'm a taxi driver that always waits for my passenger in front of her office building.

"Is there a problem, Miss?"

"Yeah, my boss wasn't satisfied with my work. He wanted me to change it. It was so easy for him to say like that, but I did it 5 days straight and it made me lack of slept. I hate him." Her eyes looking out the window then releases a deep sigh.

"You know what you need most now, Miss?"

"What is it?" she asks nonchalant.

"An ice cream." I grin. Ice cream always success brings my mood raise up.

"Okay, let's eat an ice cream." She agrees immediately.

I take her to one of my favorite ice cream shop. She buys a strawberry flavor ice cream for her and vanilla flavor for me. We're eating it in my taxi.

"I believe you can do it, Miss." I try to encourage my favorite passenger.

She sighs. "Thank you." She tries to smile, but it isn't my favorite smile.

"Fighting for you, Miss! Cheer up!" I say with full of enthusiasm and a big grin on my face.

"Thank you again. Be careful on your way back. See you tomorrow." She forces another smile then get off from my taxi and walks in to her apartment building.