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"Sometimes what we think and what we feel tells a different story"




This week is a really long and tiring week. It was my sister's graduation, so all of my family was busy taking care of her graduation.

Well, I mean, we're all gonna graduate right? For me, it's just the sign that you are entering a whole new level in your life.

My cousin came from another city to see my sister's graduation. She stays with us 3 days. Well, even though she said we don't have to take her sightseeing in the city, I think, we still have to.

Ring.

My phone is ringing. Ah! It's a message from my friend.

'Don't forget to come here at 6! You promise me you would come, right?'

Tonight my friend is having a christmas celebration in her church and she invites me. Honestly, I don't really want to come.

I'm not an easy-going and friendly person. I don't really like to meet someone new, be nice and talk to them. It's just feels weird.

Even though I wasn't an easy-going person, I know how to make friends.

Shortly, it's just hard for me to talk to new people, but the people who already besides me, will try their hardest to shut my mouth

So, of course, christmas celebration? In new environment? Nah, it's totally not me.

But sadly, I already promised her that I would come. She said I will love it. Besides, it's not the christmas day yet, so I don't have to be at home with my family.

I reply her text saying that i'll be there at 6. Even though I'm not sure about that, because right now, I'm still stuck in the car with my sister and cousin, and we are still going to buy some merchandise.

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And all of the sudden, tonight became a disaster to me.


I was sitting in a chair, with a bunch of bags and a lot of people that I really don't know.

These people were the servant for tonight's celebration. And my friend, Ther, was one of them.

The celebration starts at 6.30 and I'm here before 6.

Ther didn't say that the people that should come at 6 is the servant only. Also my sister can't drop me at 6, so she dropped me earlier.


And the worst thing, nobody told me that this celebration has dresscodes.

The dresscode is suit and tie for men, and dress for women. Ther said to me that she was forget to tell me that.

Thank to God this is a christmas celebration, if it's not, then I make sure she'll die right now.

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"OKAY ATTENTION GUYS! LET'S GATHER AND MAKE A CIRCLE" Someone yelled at the center of room. It's very noisy and everyone is busy with their own bussiness.

"We should gather to the center! We have to pray first! Let's go!" Ther says.

Oh Gosh, this is really not my place. Ugh it feels really uncomfortable. This is definitely not me.

I have to go. right now.

Grep.

Someone grab my hand.

Then, he hold my hand.

Interwining our finger together.

It makes the whole world around me stops. The senses is like an electricity that now was going through all of my body.

I feel warmth.

The second after, i turned my head to him. He's way taller than me so i can't see him clearly.

Damn, i should bring my glasses.

Who is this guy? I don't even know him. He acted like he's doing nothing wrong.

I dare myself to look at him and he glances at me. Just a small glances, but it makes me freezes.

Wait wait wait.

Okay, calm down. I have to be mature right now.

I try to look up again while he's talking to his friends.

Wait, I think I know him. I think I ever met him. But where?

I was thinking so hard, until accidentally, I saw his shoes. Ah! I remember him. I saw him at the church lobby earlier. He didn't use his suit that time. I remember him because he is really charming. He's tall, his face is really cold, added by the glasses he use. But somehow it makes him looks cool.

Wait, what?!

Right now, i am holding hand with one of the coolest guy in this church?!

Okay, it doesn't feels right. Why is he holding my hand? Does he know me? Or maybe he was attracted by me? Oh my God what should I do?!

Should I ask? Or maybe, should I ask his number and social media? My heart is going to explode. WHY DOES HE HOLDS MY HAND?!

Is he really like me? Well, that's makes sense if it's true.


While i'm still thinking, Ther slaps my hands on the other side. Spontaneously, I turn my head to her, and before I can say a word, she says,

"What the heck is wrong with you? I called your names almost hundred times and you don't even notice me! From the last time I saw you, you are not deaf. And the last time I saw you is less than ten minutes ago, and right now you're standing in front of me, totally deaf and dumb alike"

Did she really called me? All I heard was my heart beat for the last couple minutes.

She grab my hand and hold it. But she doesn't interwining them like what "the-cool-guy" did to me.

"So what is this now? You like your own kind now?" I said randomly.

"Shhh! Shut up! Don't you hear what ko Chris said earlier? We have to pray right now before the celebration start" she gave a long sigh.

Pray? Ko Chris? Who the heck is he?

At that second, I was back into reality. All the people that gather are now making circle and holding each other hands as they sing and about to pray.

Ahh so I get it now. Ther was holding my hand because we have to holding hands and pray for the celebration right now.

But, I still don't get it why this-cool-guy likes me so fast until he holds my hands.

Wait a minute.






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