Rum raisin chocolate
"Late, kan?" "Oh yup. Thanks. Masih inget aja." Kataku basa-basi. I never like coffee, if only you ever knew. They make me tremble, so Late was the only coffee I could bear because two-third of the cup was only plain milk. You gave me the cup and smiled. Ouch, that smile again. And those pockety-lack of sleep eyes hiding behind your spectacles. You said man should sleep lesser than a woman. And It meant a lot. It could mean they work harder. It could also mean they slept later so they could watch their woman sleep peacefully and secretly traces their wrinkles. Count their eye lashes. Kiss her goodnight, put a blanket on her and back to work. 'Till the dawn comes. "Diminum, dong." "Oh, iya." Shite, why I was a bit nervous. Wait, ... a bit? I was nervous. Totally. I held my cup tight and had a sip. But my lips never touched the Late. I prefered watched you sipped. Warmth slowly traces down my throat just by seeing you sippe