The Meeting

TEN people!

I have to wait for ten people before ordering two cups of cappuccino. 

Slowly, pulling down the zip, my fingers touched a thousand things that I chucked into the bag hastily this morning.

my eyes widened with a wicked smile plastered on my face as I found the thing that will push the plan forward.

Glancing around, I have to make sure that nobody sees me or looking at me suspiciously. Satisfied that nobody is watching me, I throw out the plastic snake on the floor while screaming on top of my voice, like a crazy banshee. "snake, help."

With people running around, trying to save themselves from the 'poisonous snake', I moved forward, placing myself at the front.

My heart goes to the snake, people just trample over it and push it away, making it almost believable that the snake was indeed a real-life snake. At the right moment, the fake creature landed near my feet. Bending down, I pick it up and safely put it back inside the bag.

The people inside the cafe still have their eyes fixed on the floor as I make my way out after ordering two cups of cappuccino. One for the woman standing at the taxi stand and one for me.

Passing the cup to the woman, I walk towards the automatic door with the departure sign on top of it.

I was on my way to the ticket counter when I bumped into a tall hard chest of a man spilling the whole cup of cappuccino on the man shirt.

"I'm sorry," I apologized immediately. Gosh! How clumsy can I be? The man's white shirt now has changed its colour to half white and half smelly, dirty brownish colour.

He stands like a statue, firm with his jaw clenched and hand balled into a hard fist with his face hardened as his eyes narrowed on me. Looking upon him, I realized that my cup emptied not only on his shirt; his whole face is dripping with the cappuccino.

He lowered his head as he studied my face. Feeling guilty, I handed him my handkerchief for him to wipe his face.

"Stupid woman, can't you see where you are going?" his electric blue eyes glowered on mine.

Did he just call me stupid? Does anyone have any cups? I want to splash more on him.

"Who stupid? You stupid ... you have eyes too, can't you see where you are going?" I asked while putting back my handkerchief inside my sling bag.

There is no use being polite with a man like this. Jerk.

His eyes widened at my snarky reply.

A man, maybe a bit shorter than this tall man came running behind him with maybe another pair of the new shirt for him. He was panting when he reached near us.

"Don't you know who I am?" his hand wiping the stain on his face and his brown curly hair.

"Should I know you?" I retorted, squinting my eyes.

As he wipes away the droplet of cappuccino on his face, his feature became more visible to me. He has this stubble along his jawline, thin lip, and high cheekbone. Handsome I must say, handsome jerk.

The man standing behind him rolled his eyes as the answer came out of my lip. He is shocked by my answer.

"I have said I'm sorry. Rather than saying anything good you said I'm stupid.. should I know you then?" grumbling I walk away from him.

There is no use talking to this man. He is a dumb ass and that is what I will call him, Mr Dumbass.

After checking myself at the counter, I waited in the waiting hall. Slowly, I take out Brandon's diary. I still remember the day he gave me his diary. My family was against it, they said it's crazy.

I have met Mr and Mrs Johnson, Brandon's parents, asking for their views. They didn't push or force me to fulfil the wishes too. However, I felt that I must do this, fulfilling his wish. When they know that I'm doing this for Brandon, they gave their blessing.

One of their blessings was Brandon's ring, which is on my finger now.

The first year was the hardest. It was like hell on earth. Not even a day passed that I didn't think of following Brandon to the afterlife.

At that time, this brown book that I'm holding was my lifeline. It was a reminder that I have something of him. He left me with his wishes, unfulfilled ones. So I made it my life objective. One by one of his wishes were fulfilled. Some of it takes time as it needs money and some of it needs planning. One of them was for me to live life freely, not as serious as I was. For that wishes to work and to make sure that I don't live on the street, I worked as a travel blogger. Enjoying my vacation while getting paid.

Today, it's not a vacation, I'm going away for my cousin's wedding. Heck! Who wouldn't go... they offered me a first-class ticket.

The best thing is, Greece is also on Brandon's wish. So I got to do two things at the same time, killing two birds with a stone.

"Madam, Please fasten your seatbelt," the air hostess brought me out of my train of thought.

Smiling at her, I did what she asked me to do.

She then moves forward, to the man sitting a few seats across mine. Only his back is visible to me.

The air hostess is seducing him undeniably. She is bending too much forward that I can see her cleavage even a few seats away. Batting her lashes while tucking her hair behind her ear. Her body facing me, giving me the glorious view of her cleavage. Her smiling face turned sour suddenly. When our gaze met, she just gives me her scorn look.

The man might have turned her away or maybe tell her to go away. None of my business exactly. I might joke about this in the blog. Something that can bring traffic to the blog. Turning my head, my gaze falls on the view outside. I have been on the air, with the same view of cotton-like cloud but it never ceased to amaze me. The view might be the same, but the way that the cloud sliced away by the wing always catches my attention. At this time, the sky with splashes of orange and red stunned me. It is almost like a sea surrounded by pebbles.

Shifting my gaze inside the plane, I almost cough as my brown eyes are met by the familiar electrifying blue orb.

A light thundering outside the window brought my gaze back to the view outside. Gone were the white clouds, the black sky that was brightened by thunder replacing the white cloud. The plane jostling and jerking. Suddenly the pilot voice sounded, making an announcement

"Ladies and gentleman, we are facing some turbulence, kindly fasten your seatbelt".

As if some kind of odd signal, the lights in the cabin flickered. I might see the world and life differently but there is one thing I hate most, darkness.

Right now I'm cursing my bad luck.