My Coffee Story This Morning

Hanging out with my fellow corps over coffee is an inseparable part of my life. I always like and really enjoy coffee when I can gather together, the reason is that I can share stories, exchange ideas, share information with each other to gain broad knowledge.

It has even become a part of my daily life. Drinking coffee together makes me happier and very cheerful. Because it can grow new ideas in my mind. So, I am always impressed and I will treat my friends who have coffee table with me.

Today I talk about many things, starting about the price of coffee in my area which is already very expensive, to the story of comrades who have graduated from civil servants. All of my friends gathered today are from the Kopassus (Special Passukan Command) or also known as the people's army.

We haven't seen each other in a long time, and I can't remember how many years it's been since we've been apart. I can only imagine the beret on their faces. And reminiscing about them from the shadow of the black coffee liquid that was served to me.

This morning's coffee tastes very bitter, like the expression to the General, "This coffee is bitter general," I took a sip of it drop by drop. Slowly the memory of my thoughts can help neutralize my thoughts. So that all my memories are on friends who are gathering with me began to grow. I hardly remember them anymore, but imagining them with the camouflage they've worn makes my heart and soul even more excited and passionate about defending my country.

I took the last few sips. The flow of coffee brought my thoughts back together. And I became calmer, knowing that I was drinking coffee with my old friend during the struggle. Coffee is bitter General.