Tuesday, January 09, 2007

"Id, aku jumpe dier nye superman boxers. Rindu ah. TAK. Bukan rindu dier. Rindu boxers dier."

The moment Farhan said that, i know what an ass he is. Though i felt a sinking feeling in my stomach when the topic of Fahrul is occasionally thrown in like that, i knew the guy didn't mean it. And i knew all he wanted was to see me smile. And i knew that if Fahrul was here, he'd killed Han for even touching his favourite boxers.

Rul, dude, i miss u man.

Black was saying something, but i wasn't listening. The last thing i knew, Yati was nudging me, bringing me back to earth. When i turned, there was this sense of dejavu. Under the block, all of us, im sure i've been here before. But then there was Fahrul. Him and his lopsided smile. Him and that takraw ball tucked possesively under his arm. Him and his "biol, sing me to sleep."

When nobody was paying attention to me, he'd be there. He'd call and go "matair kau dah msg? dah kol? belom eh? k, kau layan aku sampai dier msg or kol kau, then pastu aku disappear k." When i failed miserably in school, but pretended as though i dun give a shit, even though i actually did, he'd be there. He'd go "oi biol, kau nak jadi macam aku eh? kau jangan, one fahrul is enuf in this world."

=) Yes biol, one Fahrul is everything in this world.

Dear friend, i thought of you right now because i am alone at this very moment and there's no one to throw rocks at my window, calling me down. No one to start the engine of his bike and perah 7 times, signalling for me. No one to tell me that eventhough my bf seems busy wif other things, he will always be thinking of me deep inside. No one to make a dart board out of a Taufik Batisah poster and tell me that he could sing better.

I wish 3 years would pass quick. And i wish you would get out alive.

I'll bring you to meet my darling boyfriend who changed my life, Yanto. I'll bring you to meet my NP friends and maybe all my other friends and workmates too. I'll bring you to meet Nurul Idayanti Bte Syed Abdul Farhan, and her two crazy parents. And i'll return your boxers back okay.

Take care friend. God bless you.

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