Fake Princess
The one up
If the book does not miss. He certainly did not need to go back into the house while his mother was waiting outside with the car turned on, the engine was reflecting exhaust fumes in the heat of the day.
Or even before that. She did not procrastinate trying on her dress, so she could realize early that the dress strap was an extension, and, & his mother did not need to take out her old sewing machine to save the poor limp purple silk strand at the last moment.
Or after that: if only his finger was not sliced by paper when printing his ticket, if only he did not lose his cell phone charge, if only the toll road to the airport did not get stuck. If only they hadn't missed the toll exit, or didn't look around for rinses to pay the toll.. so all the coins fell under the seats while the cars behind them were hammering their horns hard.
If only the wheels of the suitcase were not broken.
If only he had run faster to the gate.
Though maybe all of that ultimately remains unimportant.
Perhaps all the delays of the day were unrelated, and if the cause was not one of those things, it would have been another. Weather factors may be, rain in Jakarta, storm clouds that float an hour later before continuing the journey. Jasmine was not a person who believed in things like fate or destiny, come to think of it, nor was she too much a believer in the timing of the aviation industry.
After all, who has ever heard of a plane leaving on time?
Jasmine has never missed a plane in a lifetime. Even if not.
However, when he finally reached the gate this afternoon, he saw the officers closing the door and turning off the computer, the clock showed at 17:30, and right behind the window, the plane languished like a giant iron fortress; it seemed from the look on the faces of everyone around it that no one else would climb onto it.
Jasmine was four minutes late, in retrospect, the difference was not too great; the length was like a commercial interlude, the gap between hours of lessons, the time it took to warm up the microwave dish. Four minutes is meaningless. Every day, at every airport, there are people who get on their plane at the last moment, panting while dragging their bags, and then tore the body to the seat while sighing in relief as the plane took off into space.
Across the ocean, Ayahya was toast one last time, and the white-gloved hotel staff were wiping the cutlery out of silver for the celebration tomorrow night.
Behind him, a guy with an 18-C ticket on the following flight to Jakarta was devouring sugary donuts, completely unaware of the sprinkling of white powder on the front of his blue shirt.
Jasmine closed her eyes, for a moment, and upon reopening it, the plane had left.
Who would have thought four minutes could change everything?
The airport is like a torture chamber if we have a phobia of narrow spaces.
The problem is not only the threat of travel waiting in front, crammed into chairs like sardines, then thrown into the air in a narrow iron tube, but also the airport terminal itself. The people's impingement, blurred motion & its rotation, the buzzing of the sound up and down and dizzying, the frenzy and commotion. Everything is stuck in glass windows like a giant ant farm..
This was just one of many things that Jasmine tried to think about as she stood helplessly in front of the ticket counter
Will Jasmine pursue her love? After he did not believe in marriage, because his father and mother divorced.
Love is an emotion of strong affection and personal attraction. Love can also be interpreted as a feeling in a person due to its forming factors. In the context of philosophy, love is a good trait that inherits all kindness, feelings of compassion and compassion. In other words, love is an active action/activity that humans do to other objects, in the form of self-sacrifice, empathy, attention, compassion, helping, obeying words, following, obedience, obedience, do whatever the object wants.
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