Category: Love Story

For the first time, he is really angry with me. It wasn’t something too big to be angry about but I understand how some petty issues can annoy someone. And that some petty issue can be very big to some people.

I know something is wrong just listening to his voice but he didn’t want to say anything and kept answering me with just one word. Made me panic only!

But after talking to him normally after I’ve apologised and asked him not to be angry with me and that I’ll not repeat whatever I did that he didn’t like, I went to take my bath. And while I was hanging the towel, I couldn’t help but smiled very stupidly to myself because I think if he doesn’t care about me, he won’t even get angry and get jealous le kan?

I was feeling very sleepy in the office today. But when he called, I suddenly felt wide awake. And I was feeling very happy. So happy that I was smiling at the computer screen and can’t help squeezing my face and eyes, because it’s so sweet!

Meeting him is like striking lottery or jackpot. Sometimes you will find me screaming in the car after answering a call. It’s not because I’ve gone crazy but because he’s ask me out for dinner or movie or just simply asking me out. Sometimes when I’m at home and I know he’s coming, I’ll jump. You know? Up and down? Haha.

He’s not happy today so I sat down next to him and listened quietly. God, please protect this sweetheart of mine.

I finally get to meet him on tonight. We had Korean food at Daorae Korean BBQ Restaurant at Desa Sri Hartamas. Come to think of it, I’ve never had Korean food in KL before. I miss the one and only Korean restaurant in Sandakan. I don’t remember the name. I think it’s Seoul Garden..but they don’t have BBQ so it was nice to be eating something different with him.

The waiter asked him if he wanted some soju.

“No, thanks. My girlfriend doesn’t allow me to drink.”

Yea right. I didn’t even said that.

I was smiling a lot to myself and he caught me doing it. He also smiled a lot to himself and I caught him doing it. I guess I’m just very happy to see him and to have a meal together.

I was writing something else but have put that on hold because I must write this down now.

We don’t meet everyday but we make sure we call each other everyday. Not an agreement but it somehow happened that way, even though sometimes the conversation just lasts less than a minute. It can be just me asking him where he is, what he’s doing or he asking me the same question and then we hang up.

I called him just now and he asked if I’ve recovered from my flu. I told him I’m feeling better.

A few minutes later, he called again.

“How is your flu?”

“Almost recovered from it. I told you already what just now.”

Then he gave a little pause.

Before he could say anything, I teased him.

“You miss me leh.”

“How do you know?”

Because I know. (^-^)

Actually there’s no particular point why I’m writing this but I just wanted to write it.

it’s eleven o clock and thirteen minutes on a tuesday night and i suddenly have this sudden surge of emotion.

i want to love him.

This happened on the first day that Streamyx was down.

I went to look for him at his workplace. Thought of appearing unannounced, just to give him a surprise and make him happy. But I thought maybe I should just give him a call. So I called him from the parking bay.

“I’ll call you back later.”

That was it. I couldn’t say anything more and he hung up.

Knowing that the possibility of him calling back later could be zero or very very much later, I popped in an SMS, just to tell him I’m here and if he’s free, I’ll walk over to show him my face.

So, I went to the music section of the bookstore and listened to songs.

He called and said, “I’m not free….” followed by explanation and a series of events. Upon hanging up the phone, tears welled up in my eyes just like that.

Sometimes I think I miss and love this guy too much.

A guy passing by was looking at me. I turned away to hide those tears.

After one week, he said he’s coming over to see me.

And I don’t know what got into me. I wanted to boil soup for him very much. So there I was, calling him, asking him if he wanted to drink soup or juice. He said, “Soup”. So off I went to the nearby shop to get tomatoes and carrots. And also apples, oranges and a lonely cucumber, just in case the soup is a disaster. I could still make juice to make up to it. The cucumber is lonely because I only bought one. I left its other cucumber friends behind.

He came later than expected because he has got a meeting to attend.

There are just some people in this world that you don’t mind waiting for.

The next day, he asked me to accompany him while he worked. So I went with him to this treasure hunt event and became his assistant. It was just something I’ve never done so it wasn’t too bad. It was quite fun despite it not being very smooth. The most important thing is this time was the longest time ever in these 4 months since we started to see each other again that I get to be beside him.

After the event ended in the afternoon, I went back home and I was alone again and I just felt out of place. I suddenly felt a sudden urge of emotion. I was feeling like I miss him a lot all of a sudden. Like a tsunami. Or a sudden heatwave that just strikes you.

I lied down on the sofa, hugged a pillow and cried like a baby.

No kidding. I didn’t know what was wrong with me.

Usually when I cry, it’s just tears with no sound. That day, was just…

In a nutshell, I have reached a point where there’s no return.

I need someone to do this to me.

I like it when he rants and whines to me. It is a way to understand him better.

Today I shouted “YAY!!!” in the car so very loudly after hanging up. Macam budak-budak. He called and asked if I want to have dinner with him.

Of course I want to.

I can even fly to the moon.

From time to time, this scene from the past flashes back into my mind. And everytime I think about it, I think it is wonderful to have somebody to love.

***

The lecturer wanted us to form a group of 3 for an assignment. Because it was still the start of a new semester in college, I barely knew everyone in class. I only have a friend with me who is also my housemate, hometown mate and ex-schoolmate.

Both of us were standing together, looking around in class, trying to look for a 3rd person.

A guy came up to us. The same guy whom I’ve caught staring at me in the class.

“Hello, my name is D.”

He said while reaching out his hand to shake hands with me.

“Can I join your group?”

My friend was hesitant about having him as a group member. Reason being we don’t know him well enough if he’s going to just be in the group and not do any work. But I already said yes so she didn’t have much of a choice to disagree and that if she does, we still don’t have a 3rd person to make us a company of 3.

That was how our friendship started.

He will always sit next to me. Whether it’s at the canteen or outside the examination hall. On a late weekend afternoon, sometimes we’ll go to the playground and sit on the swing while we talked. Sometimes, he’ll walk to my house to get me and then we’ll walk to the mamak stall together at 3 in the morning. It was also during one of the walking to the mamak stall that he first held my hand. Very nice.

There was one night when he was walking me home that it started to drizzle.

“I’ll get sick if we walk in the rain like that.” I said. I was just saying it as it is but I guess he took it very seriously.

He started pulling off his shirt and covered my head with it.

I was feeling like this…”CAN-YOU-PUT-ON-YOUR-SHIRT?-EVERYONE’S-LOOKING-AT-US!”

He put on his shirt again. Even though I thought he was out of his mind, I can’t help but feel that’s very sweet of him.

You have no idea what that action did to my heart. It melted with the rain. Forever yours.

Talking about rain, there was once when he walked to my house, carrying a box with computer speakers. It started raining heavily before he could reach my house. To make things worse, he didn’t carry his handphone with him. The only way he could get me to open the gate was to shout my name. I was in my room upstairs and with a rain like that, I couldn’t hear him shouting.

“I even shouted your full name!” He later explained when he got in. I did not open the gate for him. Guess what he did? He climbed over the fence and I have no idea how he did it. He then knocked on the door loudly and that was how I knew I have a visitor.

Wet and bleeding a little. He got himself hurt during the fence-climbing process. sakit hati aku. sakit hati aku.

***

Along the way, we went our separate ways. We dated other people. Sometimes he’ll appear and then he’ll disappear. Loved him. Hated him. I don’t know what lies beyond but I love him. I love him.