racikan kopi

Seorang penulis bernama Rembulan berkenalan tanpa sengaja di pesawat dengan seorang aktor bernama Raditya. Saat itu Rembulan sedang dalam perjalanan untuk menyelesaikan novelnya. Rembulan mengalami writer's block sehingga dia harus mencari suasana baru. Banyak hal tak terduga yang terjadi. Raditya jatuh cinta pada Rembulan pada pandangan pertama, seorang penulis yang karyanya telah dia baca bahkan telah dia lakoni. Karya Rembulan pernah diangkat ke layar lebar dan Raditya adalah aktornya. Tak ada yang mengenal seorang penulis novel Kesatria dan Dewi Langit, termasuk Raditya. Walaupun novelnya menjadi best seller dan di filmkan. Novel ini akan menceritakan perjalanan cinta yang manis antara Rembulan dan Raditya. Dunia mereka berbeda. Namun mereka berusaha untuk masuk ke dalam dunia yang berbeda itu.

Setiap pagi tepat pukul 7.14, Hana membuka jendela kedai kopi kecilnya di jantung kota. Rutinitas yang awalnya tenang berubah menjadi tarik-menarik emosi ketika ia mulai memperhatikan seorang pria misterius duduk di seberang jalan, mengamati setiap gerakannya dari jendela lantai dua sebuah toko buku tua. Pria itu tak pernah bicara. Ia tak pernah bertanya. Namun di antara kopi, hujan, dan tatapan-tatapan sekilas, sesuatu tumbuh—sesuatu yang rapuh, tenang, dan indah memilukan.

Teh Manis dan Kopi Pahit, cangkir yang berbeda, nikmat yang berbeda. Ibarat kehidupan, Tuhan telah menciptakan semua rasa, kita yang memilih. Memilih kopi pahit, tetap dicintai tanpa menyembunyikan kepahitannya. Atau memilih teh manis, ketika gula telah diberikan, kita sendiri berusaha yang mengaduknya, memaniskannya. Selamat membaca. Semoga betah dengan penulisan yang tidak jelas ini. Update setiap Senin pukul 08:00 WIB

Senja kali ini berbeda dari biasanya. Ku sesap kopi ku perlahan sembari ku amati langkah kaki orang-orang secara seksama. "Jikalau orang memilih takut dengan rasa kopi yang pait, maka semanis apakah hidup mereka hingga sedapnya secangkir kopi tak mereka perhatikan" -Galuh CN. "Sepahit apapun kopi akan bisa menjadi manis bila bercampur dengan gula. Sepahit apapun kehidupan akan lebih berwarna bila ada cinta di dalamnya" -Ferdinand B.

Arsen Lingga membuang karir menjadi seorang bankir begitu saja. Di usia seperempat abad ia lebih memilih untuk memulai dari awal. Ia sudah berjuang keras secara diam-diam demi mengasah hobi dan bakat yang ada dalam dirinya. Orang pertama yang menentang semua itu adalah ayahnya. Keduanya terlibat cekcok membuat Arsen angkat kaki dari rumah. Ia sudah mempersiapkan rencana dengan matang saat tiba di tempat tinggal sementara milik salah seorang sahabat. Dalam meniti mimpinya menjadi seorang barista dan pemilik coffee shop, ia bertemu dengan Kalya Mahika. Seorang gadis yang baru saja lulus menjadi seorang sarjana. Hampir setiap hari menjadi pelanggan cofee shop Arsen. Gadis itu sama seperti Arsen, saling berjuang untuk meraih mimpi. Keduanya jarang berinteraksi hanya saja tak jarang lirikan menafsirkan banyak hal. Itu yang membuat mereka tertarik satu sama lain. Di samping itu di saat hubungan antara Arsen dan ayahnya tak kunjung membaik, Arsen terlibat kecelakaan tunggal yang membuatnya tak sadarkan diri selama berhari-hari. Bagaimanapun seorang ayah masih memiliki rasa iba biarpun Arsen telah membuatnya kecewa. Setidaknya ia membiarkan Arsen untuk fokus menjadi barista sekaligus pemilik dari coffee shop yang kelak akan membuatnya bangga. Hal baik yang terjadi adalah ia berhasil menjalin hubungan dengan salah seorang pelanggan setianya sendiri, Kalya Mahika, setelah melewati berbagai rintangan.

Ketika cinta itu datang tanpa diduga. Dia masuk merasuki hati begitu cepat tanpa saya sadari hatiku sudah dipenuhi oleh namanya "Dimas" sosok yang tak kuduga masuk ke hatiku diam perlahan tapi mampu memalingkan hati dan pikiranku dari cinta pertamaku Rezky. Kejengkelan dan kebencian yang begitu dalam berubah menjadi cinta. Sifat angkuh dan sombongnya sukses meruntuhkan kokohnya pertahanan hatiku yang tak ingin jatuh cinta lagi. Perhatian yang tertutup sikap konyol yang menyebalkan membuatku berani untuk kembali menata hatiku. Untuk kembali berani mencintai. Iya, dia sosok yang biasa. Walau semua orang bilang dia begitu tampan tapi untukku dia begitu memuakan. Dan memang, jarak antara cinta dan benci itu tipis. Sekarang aku memilihnya. Dimas... Cinta pertamaku memang sepahit kopi. tapi kamu mampu memberikan sedikit coklat manis yang memadukan rasa kopi dan coklat menjadi begitu nikmat.

Excerpt: "Introducing contestant number 1, Riya, one like no other, The only Qyshol you would never see and live to tell the tale...for now. Perhaps she got bored of snapping the lishas' necks and thought she would do a little exercise in this contest. Perhaps, being the strongest person ever is not a gift after all, or maybe, she is lonely." All could hear the smirk in his voice. He took a sip of the liquid in his cup, everyone knew it wasn't water but no one would risk telling him and losing their heads. "Contestant number two, don't let his name fool you he is nowhere near the light, the only one who can stand up to a qyshol...at least close enough to get killed excitingly." Everyone cheered, they cheered not because he was their favourite but because someone would get killed in the long run. "I present to you, Korren the xincta!!" He walked out pretty confident about himself like he wasn't scared the Qyshol would kill him. "The other contestants are not worth calling their names a waste of my breath, they can come out whenever they like. I am only here to watch the battle between these two" The xreo who would also be acting as the judge announced while he batted his eye at the contestants. "This is the run!!!!!!" The crowd erupted, everyone breaking anything or anyone in their way. ~~~~~~~~ In a world of no law, only the strongest rules, in other words only the Qyshol wins. A race of ten dimensions has begun, and the winner gets a chance to rewrite history, to be granted one wish. What happens when the Qyshol starts to feel defective, having feelings for a certain xincta, will she twat it and kill him immediately as usual or will she use him as a plaything and kill him later? No matter what he's going to die. That's what her evil reputation demands. The only problem with this race is that it has no rules. So seduction is allowed. ~~~~~~~~ There will be colourful words and colourful actions and colourful things. You get it by now.

Delhi was supposed to be just another noisy, endless day. The skies cracked, time shattered, and the metro turned into a killing ground. Thrust 150 years into a broken future, Shivam and his friends find themselves in a dead city where machines hunt the living, the streets are ruled by silence, and hope is just another lie buried under the dust. Homes are gone. Families are shadows. The world they knew is nothing but ruins and ash. Together, they must navigate a future that feels more like a nightmare, where every step forward could be their last. When survival is the only rule left, how much of yourself do you lose just trying to stay alive?

Suzy Su is forty years old, single, and has spent the last twelve years in the same Silver Lake apartment, building a life that looks stable from the outside. She's an immigration attorney at a small firm — good at her job, respected by her colleagues, and invisible to everyone who matters. She has a mother in Pasadena who knows she's gay but never talks about it. She has a set of rituals — coffee, work, a run she never enjoys, a plant she keeps forgetting to water — that she calls a life. She is not prepared for what comes next. Routine bloodwork reveals she is HIV-positive. The viral load and CD4 count suggest she's been infected for three to seven years. In that window, she's had four sexual contacts: Shelly, the older woman who taught her how to be a lesbian in a world that didn't want her; Claire, the high-powered corporate attorney who mirrored Suzy's own ambition so perfectly they became each other's walls; Kevin, her oldest friend, the only man she's ever trusted, and one night she's never talked about; and Kate, the auto mechanic who showed her that happiness could be easy — and then left her because she couldn't figure out how to be happy back. The novel follows Suzy over the course of one month as she contacts each of them, telling them they may have been exposed. But the investigation into the virus becomes an investigation into her own life. She realizes she's been building a case not against a person, but against a way of living — a life built on avoidance, on never wanting anything too much, on keeping people at a distance where they can't hurt her. Each former partner forces her to confront a version of herself she's tried to outrun: with Shelly, she's the frightened twenty-three-year-old who didn't know how to be loved; with Claire, she's the thirty-year-old who was too proud to be vulnerable; with Kevin, she's the woman who uses intimacy as anesthesia; and with Kate, she's the person who let the best thing in her life walk away because she didn't believe she deserved to keep it. The suspense structure follows a classic Agatha Christie trajectory: the suspects are introduced, red herrings are planted, and the reader — along with Suzy — is led toward a conclusion that seems inevitable in retrospect. But the novel subverts the whodunit form. There is no villain. The person who gave Suzy the virus did not know they had it. And the question Suzy has to answer is not "who?" but "what now?" TRACE BACK is a literary suspense novel set in contemporary Los Angeles — a city of highways and hidden lives, where people reinvent themselves for a living and the past is always just a few exits away. It explores the gap between the stories we tell ourselves and the truths we refuse to see, the particular loneliness of the Asian-American experience in queer spaces, and the strange, quiet grace of learning to live with something you can't undo. Told in present tense with a propulsive, emotionally precise voice, the novel moves between Suzy's present-day investigation and extended flashbacks that form complete narrative arcs. Each relationship is a novella folded inside the larger story, and each one redefines what the reader — and Suzy — thinks they know about love, trust, and the difference between being hurt and being harmed. At its heart, this is not a story about a virus. It's a story about a woman who has spent forty years building walls, and who finally — through an accident of biology and a series of difficult phone calls — learns to let them down.

My very first book, I really hope this gets at least some attention. I worked hard on this project, and I want advice on what to do.