That was the drink that I had that night. At first, I didn’t know what latte was. My friend told me it was milk and caramel latte; milk plus caramel. So I thought, why didn’t give it a try. As the drink was put on my table by the waiter, I smiled in satisfaction. My Caramel Latte. It smells so nice.
It was raining that night and hot Caramel Latte gave a sensation of my ideal restaurant. That restaurant wasn’t my ideal restaurant but the arrangement somehow fit with my current situation. A plate of butterfish cooked with butter along with a cup of rice in front of me. Of course, without any hesitation, I dig it in. It was great. The butter gave the feeling of warm and the fish mixed taste of sweetness in the rain. It was one of the great moments I had that day. I know, I’m a person who really enjoyed meal damn much. Silly me but hey, I do really love food.
Wiping my mouth with a tissue placed on the left side of my plate, I pushed the plate a little bit forward and took the drink that I’ve been desired to drink a while ago. Swinging the spoon in the glass mixed the 3 layers of caramel latte and ended up with one warm colour, brown. Caramel tingled in the air. As I about to drink it, I smell of Nescafe. Wait. It was definitely Nescafe. Where did it come from?
I looked around the table. My other friends ordered Chocolate Ice Blend and Mocha Latte. Okay. Maybe it was from Mocha Latte. Then I happily lifted up my glass and drank it. My eyes widened and my throat felt weird. Shit. It tasted like Nescafe. I put it down and turned my eyes to my friend. I asked her why it tasted like Nescafe. Then she replied while holding her glass, “Because it was latte. Latte is a mix of milk and coffee.” Shit. I didn’t know about that! I knew I smell Nescafe just a while before.
I looked the Caramel Latte in front of me. Should I or should I not drink it? Hm. That made my eyes hurt from staring seriously at the glass in front of me. Actually, I’m not a coffee drinker nor that I’m a chocolate drinker. Anything got to do with coco or coffee made my throat and stomach feel weird. I know those things are not weird, I’m the one who supposed to be weird here.
Nevertheless, I decided to drink it since it cost me quite a number compare to a normal drink. Not that the restaurant had normal price drinks in the menu. Haha, but neither way, I had no choice but to drink it. My friends said not to drink it since I can’t do such drink. Hey, it will get wasted if I didn’t drink it! I placed both of my palms besides the glass, and hold it up. Hesitantly, I swallowed it slowly. As it became bitter for every swallow, the sweetness of caramel ran through my taste bud. I came to like it.
I put the empty glass back on the table. Holding the bitterness in mouth, I quickly grabbed a glass of mineral water in front of me. Trying to wash away the taste of coffee from my tongue, I gulped it a bit. It’s gone though, but the feeling remained. The feeling of bitterness on the outside and the sweetness on the inside.
Hey, it was just Caramel Latte. Just a glass of Caramel Latte but it did change the moment after I drank it. You know, when you are tired from working your mind like crazy and knowing a warm and sweet drink place beside you, it feels calm and suppressing. It made me thinks, of all the hard work and pain that I’ve been through is like Caramel Latte. I admit I dislike Nescafe or Coffee or so on. Somehow it’s how you face your life.
You have to open up and took up the challenges. You know it would go wasted if you ever let it go but if would be different when you decided to take it head on. The bitter feeling emphasize thoroughly on the pain and the sweat from your working. The lingering taste of caramel will make you smile after all. You may impersonate it as your love life or maybe your study and many other things that you wanted to do. Take it or waste it. That is life.
Okay, I’ve been babbling like hell. Guess gonna stop myself before getting my fingers glued to the keyboard. And those who never drink Caramel Latte, you really should give it a try! It was nice though.
-EMM-
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