Love Stories Over A Cup Of Coffee

A: Rainy Afternoon

"Here, sign it." August handed me the divorce paper his lawyer prepared. I just looked at him blankly while receiving the paper. "Sign it now." He commanded me.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall of the research center. It's already 9 o'clock, I have class to attend. Thank goodness.

"I have to read it first." I said as I out the papers down on my table.

"Why?" He asked me. He is irritated.

"I'm going to affix my signature, I better know what is in there." I told him. "And, I do not have time to read it now. I have class. Bye." And I walked out.

After my class, he was already outside of the classroom. He once again asked me to sign the papers. Fortunately, I have another class.

But then, he didn't stop. Here he is now, standing in front of me while I'm having my lunch. I offered him to sest but he refused. Everyone in the cafeteria gave us weird looks.

"What do you want?" I asked him even if I know the answer.

"Your signature." He told me.

"But can't I have my lunch peacefully?" I complained.

"Not unless you sign it." He said seriously.

So, he really want to cut all the strings that attaches us to each other. So he really want to live a life that is detached from his past. Should I continue protecting him by doing this?

At this rate, I do not even know which is more painful, cutting our ties or seeing him suffer because of what I'm doing?

And so him hunting me to sign the documents has begun. Whether it's in the faculty center, the research center or the cafeteria, he just keeps on popping out of nowhere. Every single day, he reminds me to sign. And every single day, I lie and try to run away from him.

It's been two weeks since we began this chase and I'm getting tired already. I don't know if I want to continue this. Sometimes when I look into his eyes, I see that he is also tored already but he has his reasons why he isn't giving up, and I'm pretty sure one of those reasons is his fiancée.

"Tawan, what should I do?" I asked my good old friend who is very very far away from me.

"How do you feel about it?" He asked me in his most serious tone.

"I feel tired of this chase but I still hope that by doing this, he will remember. I still have that very little hope in me, you know." I told him honestly.

It took a while for him to answer. It's as if he is really thinking about it very well.

"You see, the way I see it now, he doesn't want to remember anything anymore. If he wanted to, he would have done it a long  time ago. And he should have sought the answer as to why he kept the marriage." He slapped me with some reality there.

"Hey, why do you think I'm still hoping?" This is really the question I have been dying to ask.

"Why do you think so? It's not something that I can answer. Anyways, you've always known the answer, maybe you haven't noticed it or you're once again in denial." He said before he said goodbye and sleep.

And here's August again, standing in front of me while I'm eating my lunch. Everyone's looking at us again. I have repeatedly asked him to sit but he repeatedly refused.

Then everyone's attention shifted to someone, he's approaching and I noticed him immediately, Secretary Na. He greeted me with a bow but August didn't see it. I was about it to say something but Secretary Na suddenly shifted to August and called his attention.