The night was getting thicker, but it didn't mean scary. Isn't it true that the thick one always warms up. Like a cup of Lampung coffee, which is on an old table at the corner of a coffee shop. "Kedai Cinta" as people call him. As the name implies "Kedai Cinta", this is where crazy and lonely people welcome his love. There is Anwar the literary lover, Joni the liberation activist, and Budi the philosophical enthusiast. The three of them are masters, from a table in the corner of the tavern. A most broken table, from a tavern filled with crazy people. But why is the coffee only one, aren't they three? A nonsense question, which will be answered for reasons of nonsense too. They always have reasonable reasons, for an action that doesn't make sense.
"Isn't it just a sense of belonging, sharing and understanding that will strengthen a sense. Do you know why our friendship lasts a long time ?, because we really hold on to this principle, and here is an example. Don't think we can't afford to buy coffee individually. But this is just a way, so that we always care for each other and share. Sehaus-it's just me, there's no way I want to drink this coffee alone, and that's how the three of us ". Budi said, when a few months ago someone questioned him about the matter.
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