Last February, I made a wish.
Six simple words.
Last Friday, the six words I released to the heaven above came true.

I dressed up for fancy dinner with friends from Hong Kong,
sitting in a posh restaurant, bumping into who’s who,
my hair was curled, my nails in hot red,
with the brand new Prada bag,
I’m polished.

Four friends drowning on 18 y. o. Macallan,
a bottle finished, another bottle opened.
Single Malt Whisky with 2 cubes of ice.
Conversation of tattoos, Hong Kies, Vietnamese brides and etc.

Later that night, Jaguar stopped in front of the mall,
eyes popped, people stared and judged.
I believed in magic and wishes again.
He was right there, we smiled and greeted like strangers.

Stepping into that 8th floor again,
memories flood my brain from the whisky earlier.
He offered the 21 y. o. Ballantine’s,
we drink to the drama six months ago.
Another drinking game, abbreviation.
Three of us, drinking on the same table,
how the chemistry started six months ago.

That night, I was in his arms again.
I am a drunk happy child.
Sunlight was bright, “Good Morning”, he greeted.
He made coffee, I lighted up my first stick and watched MTV with a weird smile carved on my face.

I managed to prove my theory right.

The next night, I fell asleep on a familiar couch.
I blame the football and The Famous Grouse.
Sunday morning started with Hong Kong dishes and fascination of ‘Sparks’.

Weekend, my sole time with you again.
Distant.
Attempts.
It’s goodbye.

The Only Exception.
I developed a desire to do something exceptional with you.
I fostered a sensation unlike the usual.
Being the only exception,
I had the slightest flaw, just like everyone else.

Minimal, I’m leaving you.

Malam ini ku menduga.

Angin mengusap lubuk hatiku,
suaramu hilang terjemah sebelah telinga kiriku.
Berpura-puraan dan muslihat mu tersinar pada malam yang sunyi ini,
bunyi halus cengkerik berganding lampu jalan yang malap,
kekecewaan berdepan dengan lagu cinta hatiku.

Hujung minggu yang dinanti-nantikan,
saya ingin melarikan diri dari kenyataan.
Penyakit rindu yang teramat sangat,
saya hanya menunggu sehingga saat itu mengakhir,
melepaskan kata-kata yang tersembunyi di sempadan hatiku.

Janji yang dikotai,
mengharapkan kasih sayangku,
melepaskan musuh sengit di senyumanmu.
Perasaan yang menghantui ku,
menghilangkan dugaan dan pilihanku.
Kata-kata yang terbiar di suaramu,
sebak hatiku mendengar.

Last night at 9.45pm
Phone rang.
He said, “Hey, I’ve purchased the house.”
On the other side of the phone, I smiled and jumped around.

The span of 20 minutes of phone conversation,
we spoke about the new home furnitures, electrical items, kitchen utensils, decorations.
The weird comfort feeling emerged, continues with chuckles on both side.

The five days of intense work in the office cubicle highly rewarded with mutual company on the weekend. Beginning of a mutual relationship, I lifted my anxiety and fear of broken promises. Questions prancing in my left brain, answered by my right brain. Sneaky moves detector on high alert, lessons on trust and faith invade my morality. Often I let my guard down and fall head over heels easily, lost of self-pride and self-identity, this time, I’m looking at the minimal part of this happy thoughts. Yes, minimal.

Gratified.

Skin baring. Two adults. Little giggles. Sensitive spots. Minimal talk. Lips puckering. Sagi Rei singing.

The weekend sinful cravings:

Lemongrass fish cakes

Strawberry Cheesecake

Fluffy pancakes with loads of golden syrup

Haegen Daaz Strawberry Cheesecake

Taiwan Sausages

Dim Sum with flying fish balls

Huge Pandan Chicken

Hokkien Mee with super crunchy pork lards

Honeycombs Chocolates

Love overflowed in my gut. Dazed.

Dreaming of a princess became reality.
He will give the slightest hint to see my eyes lit up and gums charging.

Over the weekend, I experienced something new, something grown ups ought to do.
Exciting yet tiring. Superficially stimulating and overwhelmingly rewarding.
Over the weekend, he brought me house hunting.

Yes. House hunting.

Looking at the different units, comparing facilities, room size, kitchen cabinets, view from the balconies.
Property agents, multiple locations, toiling night visits.
Hideous furnitures, bad sense of decoration from previous house owners, not a good sight.

After Sunday breakfast, another unit on the list.
Security : Guard speaks fluent English
Lobby : Terrific entrance
Pool : BEAUTY
The Unit : Highly Desired
We walked out of the unit feeling hopeful and promising.
He looked at me and asked,”Do you like it?”
I turned around and grabbed his big arms, nodded my head.

There’s a part of the relationship/friendship/courtship, I am slightly confused.
Introduction to his good buddies, sleepovers and holding hands in shopping malls.
Dating, something I’ll never comprehend, it’s filled with millions of hopes and millions of despairs.
It begins as fast as it ends.
One thing I’ve accomplished with this man, patience.