Every Wednesday on Shelter

Den Haag, 2010

It’s winter so that I should be coming home really soon! The watch in my hand already pointed number four. I hastened my steps to the bus stop. Oh damn, walking fast in this slippery road was really hard huh? I tried to maintain my step in balance while it was my heart’s turn to be unbalanced. Yeah, it beat faster since I was afraid that walking beneath the dark sky was a dangerous thing. No danger in a term that such a huge monster would come out and eat me, but danger in a term that I was really afraid of drunk people would likely catcalled me and followed me walking home. That happened once and I didn’t want to experience such situation anymore.

And there, another strange thing happened.

It was already my fourth time seeing you waiting the same bus, on the same schedule, on every Wednesday. Did you have any schedule too by chance on Wednesday? And why did you have to go to another bus shelter which was too far away either from your school or your flat? Or did you want to meet me that bad? #geer. Lol this girl was being too confident.

And like the past three Wednesday(s), I said,

“What are you doing here?” (I believe you would be super bored to hear this intro-question like always)

But then you smiled again and said,

“I’ve just come back from a business.”

A business. But I don’t want to ask further what kind of business that you had on every Wednesday.

So here we were, like the past three Wednesday, sitting next to each other on the shelter bus. We didn’t have too much talk because I realized that we didn’t know each other very well. Nor did I want to try making us know each other better. Just a simple basa basi talk.

But another surprise which usually did not always come in Wednesday, happened.

When we already reached the Centraal Station which meant that we had to take a separate bus, there was a sudden notification spoken through the speaker of Centraal Station.

I did not speak Dutch that well but I understood that it meant the schedule of all buses had to be delayed due to a rough road in winter.

Then I heard you asked me,

“Mind to wait on Kiosk while we having a hot choco?”

Sure, Sir. It was the best offer. And since that hot choco offer, I knew later that it was your chance to make us this close like right now. I knew later, though.

However... Could I ask you this question of every Wednesday we met on the Voorschoten shelter was not by a coincidence right? Hehe.

#fiction