They started calling me one by one. With a note of order in their hands. I approached and smiled, "Please wait about 15 minutes," those words have long been a part of my day. Maybe around a year? I quite enjoy it, sometimes. I love it when the smell of coffee and milk and dessert reaches my nose. I love how I can imagine the sweetness of a piece of cake just by smelling it. I like to see the customer's expression when they look satisfied with my dish. Maybe it's a feeling of pride? Who knows? I often don't even know my own feelings. I only like things that look like I can hold them.
Growing up as the first daughter of three siblings was enough to make me face the injustice of this world. I have experienced it since childhood. I don't know if I really experienced it or I just felt that way. I'm just the first child who is always last. And that's enough to make me a person who doesn't depend on other people. I'm being a pretty realistic person. I am a pure Asian living in an island nation in Southeast Asia. So are my parents.
"Hey Letha, time to go home!"
Thankfully she came, I'm getting tired of being here for hours. She is Rossa, my best friend.
“So glad you here, Rosa.” I walked up to her handing her my apron. She smiled very brightly. Must be having fun.
“Time to rest my beauty, have a good day. Don't forget to treat yourself with a warm bath." She just said that as She walked and jumped merrily towards the counter.
That's Rossa, she is a cheerful girl who smiles easily. Anyone who is with her will definitely feel comfortable and appreciated. She knows the best way to get close to someone. Even an untouchable human like me. Rosa is great.
Sometimes I wish to be like her. I'm grateful to having her in my life. Oh, not only Rosa, I'm grateful to have them in my life. Yes, they are Rossa and Vanya.
Unlike me and Rossa who come from the middle class, Vanya is a girl with very wealthy parents. His family is a businessman who knows many famous people and officials. However, of course no life is perfect. It is common knowledge (you know that rich people often have complex problems that we don't understand) that the harmony of Vanya's family is fake. And Vanya is used to being depressed with that. Thank God she has a lot of money. At least she doesn’t have to think about how to pay for college, and buy daily necessities. That’s what I always told her while she felt that her life is verry unfortunate.
And I'm just Aletha. Friends of Rossa and Vanya who really don't stand out anywhere. Has no greatness other than working and sometimes writing with stories that always end up abandoned and eventually change titles.
It's been a while, I'm so tired.