My husband is away on 4 days business trip up north. While my mum is in KL for her next IJN visit. And I am left all alone in Kuantan .. Smirk!
Since my husband is away I have more free time and I decided to go out for dinner with couple of friends while discussing the future of our Taska Darul Najah (a joint venture business between me and 2 male friends).
I was not at my best outfit for the dinner and of all the people in this whole wide world, I bumped into my old romantically-involved-someone-from-the-past no: 4. I met him somewhere in 1997 and he was then a fine-looking, drop dead alluring divorcee. He is still handsome but of course the older version of good looking.
Anyway, my dress was something that I am not proud off. I was wearing a normal obsolete plain brownish blouse with dark brown pants and a black colored ‘tudung mak indon’. And not even a single make-up or powder on my face (not even lipstick). And I hate the way I dress up. I should put more effort next time.
So there he was, standing right there. He looked surprised to see me (as if he saw a ghost) and I feel like hiding underneath the table. I knew the other guy in his group. Apparently this guy Sham is a family friend. To steer clear of explanations and questions, I declared to Sham that I used to go out with ‘A’, donkey years ago.
They sat at the table behind me, so I had the change to talk to ‘A’. The last time I met him was 6 years ago. We talked and talked and talked until the food arrived. From salesman he is now a Branch Manager for P****N.
We swap over phone number and said our goodbyes. And how do I feel, I don’t feel anything. He is just another guy from the past. Both of us are happy now but I hate the way I look that night. I used to be a fashion wannabes but instead I choose to look like a maid. Aaarrgghhhh!!!!
When I got home I told my husband about me meeting my old sugar pie. As usual he asked me 1001 questions. How I got to know him, where we met, how we met, how come I never told him about ‘A’? And he only stopped when I explained to him every little microscopic detail about ‘A’ and my epigrammatic relationship with him.
And yesterday morning, I received a text message from my husband. He is not the type of person who will call or sent text messages. He is a very cushy person, not romantic but full with sense of humor. I am lucky if he hold my hands in public. But yesterday, out of the blue, I received this from him. It says ‘Gud Morning Luve’
Three simple words, it is more than enough for me to go on smiling ear to ear the whole day(oh he has got feeling after all)
Since my husband is away I have more free time and I decided to go out for dinner with couple of friends while discussing the future of our Taska Darul Najah (a joint venture business between me and 2 male friends).
I was not at my best outfit for the dinner and of all the people in this whole wide world, I bumped into my old romantically-involved-someone-from-the-past no: 4. I met him somewhere in 1997 and he was then a fine-looking, drop dead alluring divorcee. He is still handsome but of course the older version of good looking.
Anyway, my dress was something that I am not proud off. I was wearing a normal obsolete plain brownish blouse with dark brown pants and a black colored ‘tudung mak indon’. And not even a single make-up or powder on my face (not even lipstick). And I hate the way I dress up. I should put more effort next time.
So there he was, standing right there. He looked surprised to see me (as if he saw a ghost) and I feel like hiding underneath the table. I knew the other guy in his group. Apparently this guy Sham is a family friend. To steer clear of explanations and questions, I declared to Sham that I used to go out with ‘A’, donkey years ago.
They sat at the table behind me, so I had the change to talk to ‘A’. The last time I met him was 6 years ago. We talked and talked and talked until the food arrived. From salesman he is now a Branch Manager for P****N.
We swap over phone number and said our goodbyes. And how do I feel, I don’t feel anything. He is just another guy from the past. Both of us are happy now but I hate the way I look that night. I used to be a fashion wannabes but instead I choose to look like a maid. Aaarrgghhhh!!!!
When I got home I told my husband about me meeting my old sugar pie. As usual he asked me 1001 questions. How I got to know him, where we met, how we met, how come I never told him about ‘A’? And he only stopped when I explained to him every little microscopic detail about ‘A’ and my epigrammatic relationship with him.
And yesterday morning, I received a text message from my husband. He is not the type of person who will call or sent text messages. He is a very cushy person, not romantic but full with sense of humor. I am lucky if he hold my hands in public. But yesterday, out of the blue, I received this from him. It says ‘Gud Morning Luve’
Three simple words, it is more than enough for me to go on smiling ear to ear the whole day(oh he has got feeling after all)
2 comments:
u met that guy D?
BRANCH MANAGER?haha
Hehehe.. Salam Yeen...
Singgah jap kat Blog lu nih... ingatkan ada artikel pasal pertambahan nombor dalam bilangan usia... hehehheh.. anyway... EPPI BESDAY MY PREN....- T|gEr
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