Usually , people wakes up in the morning , they'll stretch their body , arrange their beds , brush their teeths and more. That's what I usually do , too ! Just to say that I'm normal like everybody else. But not just normal ,  I'm way to good to be normal anyway. Like everybody else , too , I have a job , not a career though. Everyday , I'll walk down the alley and go to the Starbucks Coffee and handle those coffee maker and things. That's what I always do. It earns just enough for me to have my own life.

    There's a girl , who always come to the shop and order the same coffee every evening. She'll bring a book to read by the corner. I don't think of any relationships but this girl comes in and out everyday like she's waiting someone who will never comes. Some people say , the first try is always the best.

   " Excuse me miss , may I ask you something ? "

      " Yes , anything. " she quickly close her book and put it away. She sips her Frappucino and made a face like she will be focusing on my question.

   " Miss ... "

      " Just call me Nora. Go on with your question " she is very interested with my question but yet , I haven't even try to ask her.

   " Nora , I'm off work now. Just call me as Syakir. I wonder why , you always come and drink here every evening like you're waiting someone. "

      " I'm actually feeling lonely. I have no parents , no siblings , no one to take care of me. I , I ... " it stopped over there. I am , lonely too..

     I sit there and hear her stories. All about her life , what had happened to her , to her family and relatives. For her , its too soon to have her family disappear from the world without her having anything in her life. Her story was very tragic. I was there , just there for her.

  The next day , it was never the same like the day before. Nora didn't come to the shop like she used to. I sense something bad happen to her. Yes , something bad. I know she's still no one to me but from her stories of her past , I realise that everyone has their own story. God creates the storyline and it is based on us to make it good or just stay the same.

  The moment when I pass by a stall selling newspaper , I was shocked to hear their stories of a girl was sent to the hospital. It was Nora , she's in coma , its too soon for me and for her.

   The time when I arrived at the hospital..

Its too soon. I was just there to help her but I know god loves her more...