The atmosphere around was strange. It was cloudy and the cold wind through my coat. I felt like the wind intimidated my bones. It was exactly different. I had never been in the middle of Autumn before, so it was my first Autumn, I didn’t know how to dress up perfectly. I didn’t care, some people looked at me weirdly.
I tied my coat belt and used my gloves. It was better, but that stuff didn’t help enough. I decided to find the nearest tea shop to find a little warmth from a cup of tea. Then, I found one. It wasn’t a big shop but it seemed a warm and cozy place. I pushed the door and one of the waiters came.
“Welcome, how should I help you?” He greeted me politely.
“I need a cup of lavender tea, please!” I replied with a fake smile.
“Okay, please take a wait for a minute. Please take a seat.”
I walked in and chose one of the tables in the corner. The shop bell was ringing when I saw a guy coming in to the shop. He hadn’t got the California’s man's face and not tall enough as Californian people. I could hear he murmured, seemed cursed the weather.
“Oh my gosh! It’s too dingin!” He talked to himself. I understood his words, though I wasn’t sure what it was. He looked at me for a while, just several seconds. He gave me a smile then he opened his phone.
“Hi, can I have a seat with you?” I shocked when he was standing right in front of me.
I nodded and he took a seat there.
“Are you new here?” He tried to break the awkward moment around us, “I guest you’re from Asia, am I right?”
“Hm, so are you, right?”
“Yash!” He cursed the wind, “I’m Farel, where’s in Asia by the way?”
“You can call me Aira, I’m Indonesian, what about you?”
“Really? Bisa bahasa?”
“Kamu dari Indonesia juga?”
“Ya, Jakarta.”
We had an ordinary conversation like we had been a friend for a long time before. Honestly, it was strange to use Indonesian language for conversation in the most-English-used country. But I felt my heart was warming and I found a little warmth here, it wasn’t from a cup of tea but it was from a friend.
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