In a very hot and humid day, there is no wind and the sunlight is very strong as it wants to burn and melt down everything on the earth. A guy in a simple white T-shirt with blue jeans stands at a corner in front of a coffee shop named Holicoff café, this name means the served coffee is the high quality like it is from heaven. The guy looks at his watch as he is waiting for something or someone, he puts his hand to pick a handkerchief in the pocket to wipe the sweat on his face. Not so long there is another guy walking to him, he gasps a little bit, before opens and takes a pull at a bottle of cola to drink as he is very thirsty. They talk with another for a few minutes before the second guy walks away.
After that it seems the first guy can decide what does he want to do next. He turns himself to come into the coffee shop, his hand pushes the door, makes a bell on the top of the door is ringing. He looks around to find a seat. Finally, he decides to sit near the window but mostly rear zone of the place as he wants privacy and hides from the noisy atmosphere. A waitress comes to ask his order, then he looks at the menu on the table and orders only a glass of iced cappuccino. Unexpected his mobile phone rings, “OK. I know it already.” he answers with moody in his tone. “…then call me when you want me to join” he shuts the phone without waiting for an answer. “What is the hell!” he murmurs to himself.
While he is waiting for his drinks, the sound of the Reflection song by Christina Aguilera is opened lightly to make the café not too silent, the coolness from the air-conditioner is spread around the café as to refresh the energy and feel relaxed, he takes a MP3 player and some paper from his bag to lay on the free space of table. Then the waitress brings the iced cappuccino to serve him. The milk-froth on the surface of coffee looks soft, delicate and dainty like the summer cloud. And although the caffeine makes one hard to sleep, but the smell of coffee is fabulous like a kind of aromatherapy. He sips his cappuccino, the milk-froth lefts over on his lips so he licks it as a kitten does after it drinks some milk.
After that he begins to listen to his MP3 player, taps his index finger as he is thinking, and writes something on the paper, sometime he closes his eyes and think as letting the mind follow something that he is listening to, he keeps doing it repeatly, again and again. Until now the weather outside is still so hot and humid, but it seems no effect to him anymore, now the guy is relaxing with the place he stays, and the way he does.