Man On The Bus
this story happened about 2 days ago where I met someone new and "something" behind him. and I am trying to use English, you may laugh if it is necessary . it was take a place on the bus where I was headed to Bandung, because the class is begin in the following day. the bus set off at 4 pm, I put my backpack next to me, so anybody couldn't take a place. after everyone aboard, I thought it was safe and I put the backpack below my knees and keep listened music by headset. still in margonda st, it was light traffic and the bus keeping straight in the left side and slow the bus down. the man come appear from the front door, and take the seat after me. "Oh God. this not my lucky day" I thought. along the road, I never talk to the man. I keep focused on my music, sometime sleep, and look around the wet road cause of rain. i remember, there were in 57 km highway, the bus stop in a rest area, to refill the gasoline, and the man after me also out of bus (I think) ...