A Sweet Salt

A man met a girl at a party. The girl was looking incredibly beautiful. Many men was trying to chase the girl. The man on the contrary, appeared simple and no one was watching him. But, when the party was over, he dared himself to invite the girl to look for some warm drinks. The girl somewhat surprised, but because of the man's modesty, she nodded.

They both end up sitting in a coffee shop. The man was so nervous, his hands often fluttered and he did not say anything. The girl felt the tension and started to feel uncomfortable. She then said, "Wouldn't it be better if we go home?" However, all of a sudden the man talk, for the first time, as he was waving to the waiter, "Could I have a salt for my coffee?"

Everyone who heard it, looked strangely at him. The man, clearly his face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee, and quietly, drink it.
The girl curiously asked, "How could you have a hobby like this?"
The man replied, "When I was little, I live in coastal areas near the sea. I loved playing in the sea, I could feel the water, salty and it bit a little, just like this salty coffee. And every time I have the salty coffee, I always remember my childhood: remember my hometown, I miss my hometown, I miss my parents who still live there. "
As soon as the last sentence is over, the man's eyes began to glaze, and the girl deeply touched by the sincere felt comments by the man in her presence. The girl thought, if a man can tell that he misses his hometown, surely the man who loves his home, his house and will have responsibility towards his home. Then the girl also started talking, telling stories about her far away hometown, her childhood, and her family.

Rigid atmosphere instantly changed into a warm conversation, and so became a beautiful beginning in their story. They ended up dating. She found that the man was a man who meets all her demands: she was very attentive, good-hearted, warm, very concerned.... really a very good person. Ah, she almost lost a guy like that. Thank God for the salty coffee.

Then the story was just like every love story, the princess married the prince and they lived happily ever after. And every time the princess made a coffee for the prince, she always put salt in it, not sugar, because she knew that's what her husband liked.

After 40 years, he passed away, left a letter. With shaking hands, the wife read the letter:

"My dearest, please forgive me, forgive that my whole life with you is a lie. Although it was only one single lie that I'd ever told ... about the salty coffee.
"Remember when we first went out together? I was so nervous at that time. Actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change it because you would definitely felt more uncomfortable. So I just went ahead. I never thought that it could be the start of our communication! The beginning of our intimacy and the eyes of our love. I tried to tell you the truth all along, to tell you, but I was too scared. Since I have promised not to lie, even once.
"Now I am dying. I'm not afraid of anything anymore, so I am telling you the truth: I do not like the salty coffee, it's really weird and it taste really bad. But I always have salty coffee in my life since I've met you, and I never once feel sorry for everything I do for you. Having you is the greatest happiness in my life. If I could live for the second time, I still want to meet you again and have you in my life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again. "

Tears of the wife actually makes the letter wet. Later today, if there is someone who asks her, what it feels like drinking coffee with salt? The girl would answer, "sweet," with a smile, and two teardrop on the cheek.

-End-

Disclaimer:
Not mine. Translated from Indonesian's chain letters.

M.