I wasn't wrong. A man stop by my house. He saw me, smiling alone like some kind of insane girl.
I don't blame him. He just doesn't see it yet. I looked at him, his blue and white uniform is not properly ironed. He was not smiling at all. His face was rough and seemed very tired. I was sure he is young,maybe a couple of years older from me.
I saw the package he was holding. He horned. Furiously. Impatiently. Wanting the packaged to be taken from his hand. There was still no smile in his face. I frowned. That was very rude.
I walked slowly toward him. I wanted him to learn about manners. He was still horning. I threw away my smile. There was no beautiful morning anymore. As I was standing infront of the gate, face to face with the man, I asked,
"Having a bad day, huh??!"
He was shocked with my question. Maybe with my action. I don't know.
Standing so near with him, I realized he was not bad at all. I mean, he is kinda handsome.
My heart beating fast. I swear he could hear it.
It was an awkward situation. He looked at me. I looked at him.
There was no movement. I could feel something in my heart. I just knew it.
I knew he is the wright guy.
Suddenly,he was smiling. His rough face was gone, all I could interpret was I was in love.
My cheeks burned. My heart pumped like a machine. My mind started to race. I could not think properly. I quickly took the package in his hand. More likely I snatched the package.
"This is ridiculous!"
I told myself.
"He is not the man! He is just postman!"
I reminded myself. My hands got sweaty.
He didn't react. Maybe because I didn't look at him, so I did't know what his face react with my action.
I walked away from him. I didn't know. Maybe I ran away from him. I didn't remember.
It doesn't matter. The letter is all matter. Right?
I heard his crystal clear voice for the first time.
I stopped. I looked at him. I just can't help myself staring him with feelings.
"I have to sign something?"
I asked as I walked back toward him.
"No, you don't have too"
He looked uncomfortable.
"Good!" I replied. Smiling. Faked smile.
"You don't have too, but your neighbour must"
I frowned. The sudden gust of wind made me shiver.
The man smiled again but this time sympathetically.
"I know that, I took it on behalf of my neighbour"
He saw that I was ashamed. He just nodded.
He rode his bike away. I looked at him as he slowly faded from my view.
I sighed. So much of the beautiful day.
p/s: it has been too long i haven't write an essay..
i had no idea.. neway thanks too some people who helped me..
with my spelling.