When I arrived at Jackson Street number 229, I got that one heck of a shock. I found Arga sitting at a seat in front of a cafe. He is typing something on his laptop, drinking my favorite iced matcha. I step my foot closer to him with many questions in my head.
"What are you doing right here?" A man in front of me was shocked when he sees me---as shocked as me. He closes his laptop and asks me to sit.
"I'm surprised that you found it earlier."
"What do you mean?" I replied.
"Welcome to the new l'ombre des losiers Cafe."
"I didn't get it."
"Thanks a lot for coming to my caf," he said with a smile as he confused me.
"Sorry?"
"Yes. Welcome to Jackson Street 229, a new place for wider l'ombre des losiers Cafe."
"You knew it already?" my question comes out together with a cup of iced matcha bring out by Nastiti.
She is the same Nastiti as my friend. She is the friend I met that afternoon. She is right here. She is bringing me out iced matcha. And she is right now sitting in front of me. If a girl's beautiful face is changed by confused Nick Young's face on a famous meme, that girl is me.
