The Short Story I

Drafted on 4th July 2015 - 1.29am.

They say it was puppy love.

They met during the end of the honeymoon year. Which was in Form 4, honeymoon because it was after PMR and before SPM. He was a bad boy, and she was a school's prefect. Typical novel story.

He and she was worlds apart. He came from a well-do family, and she was from a middle class family. Their circle of friends differ, he was the school's bad boy and she was the prefect. Ponteng kelas vs tukang tulis nama kat pintu pagar. Nuff said.

Boy is L. The girl is A.

L is what you can say as a carefree teenager. Didnt care much about future, taking things one at each time. He live with his grandparents, so there were never really any disciplines. He was always late to school, if he ever went. No books, no homework. Just goofing around with his friends. He was not a really bad boys, just misguided.

And then he met her. He cant really say what it is about her that attracts him. She was pretty enough, but not that pretty. Maybe it was her i-dont-take-your-bullshit attitude. At first, he was intrigued. He never noticed her before, never even spoke to her. He started asking around, and the boys laugh at him for noticing some nerdy girl.

The girl didnt really believed that some boy are asking about her. Must be a high school joke. Then a few people starts telling her that L is sending salam and all, and she said if he really want to get to know her, why dont he meet her face to face. It was just a figure of speech, really. She didnt think L was serious enough to meet her and if he really did, she didnt really know what to say. She only think that it was a joke, and L was just messing with her.

After a few days mustering his courage, L finally met A face to face. And both of them surprised each other. None of them can really remember who said the first word, but A can clearly recalled one particular conversation:

L: ada nombor phone rumah tak?
A: mm ada, tapi saya duduk hostel. Minggu ni tak balik rumah. Kalau saya bagi nanti mungkin awak hilangkan.
L: ohh. Betul jugak kan.

A was just looking for excuses not to give out her phone number, and she didnt expect that kind of honest reply from L. Like come on, you were there to express your 'feeling' towards a girl you like, an most people will say whatever good things about them, not admitting that you were such a carefree person that you would actually loose your crush's phone number!

And that, was how she started to get attracted to him.

In the end, L gave his phone number instead. But being a jual mahal kind of person, she didnt called.

After a week, it was a minggu balik kampung. A come back to his parents house, and much to her surprise, L called. He got her number from A's classroom teacher directory book. Curi-curi ambil. Take about being bad boys huh.

They talked all night. Both of them didnt sleep till morning. It was as if they were long lost friends, apart and meet again.


By morning, they declared themselves as couple. Cheesy, yes.

Every puzzles started to fall into one big picture. L finally found and anchor in his life. For once, he become responsible. He was still carefree, but with A holding him together, he starts feeling that his life means something. She was the answer that he never knew he was looking for.

And A, for once, started to feel complete. She was always struggling, to do more, to become more, never enough. With L, she finally slows down. She appreciates those around her. He was her dream, the one that she never knew she was dreaming off.

It was sweet and exciting. Puppy love, they said. They rarely talked, rarely went out on a date, yet they understand each other.

A believed in signs. Kismat. There was this game, a tissue paper game. On a piece of tissue paper, A write her and L's name. She then tear the tissue into 6 strips, and fold it to become strings. So there were 6 strings. A friend, who introduce the game, hold the strips in her palm in such way that one end of each string facing upwards and another end is facing downward. A then tied together 2 end of each strips facing upwards, making 3 tied-end. And same goes to downward, making 3 tied-end.

As the end result, if the strings becomes one big circle, (only by miracle, do take note), the couple are are fated to be together. Ada jodoh, orang kata. And yes, A's 6 pieces of strings miraculously formed one big circle. She and L were fated to be together.

Didn't believed their luck, A do the same thing again. And yes, it was a circle again. Boy, their bond was such a strong one.

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The side story

I heard that there are always two side of each stories. But not in my part, i guess. 

The Longest Day

Been typing and deleting. 

It has been so long, my life has changed over 360 degree. With family, baby, business and sorts. Been quite sometime that i read a novel, or catching up with friends (over their blog, that is :D) that i forgot how it feels to write. 

I need an escapism, a place to lash out my deeper inner secret. 

The ramblings story

I always wonder, where did i do wrong. Everytime i plan to do better, its always become otherwise. 

This doesnt make sense. Kadang tak paham. Taktau mana salah. 

Kadang tak paham. Why do human choose to say negative things. 

Kadang tak paham. Mengadu, salah. Tak mengadu pun salah. 

I use to seek comfort in writing, but not anymore. It was like i ran out of ideas. 

I understand people. But not anymore. 

I was an optimistic person. Not anymore. 

 

People say, i win some and i loose some. 

Tak paham. Serius tak paham. Taktau mana nak cari jawapan. 

Selalu rasa macam ada time bomb. Drp elok-elok, tiba-tiba situasi boleh berubah 180. Tak pahammmm. Please. 

The post baby blues

Assalamualaikum

Before baby arrive, i thought i would have plenty of time on my hand. That i would be able to play with my phone all day long. Never have i've been so wrong in my life. 

Having a newborn baby took up almost all of my time. I didnt get eniugh sleep duringvthe night, eventhough i'm able to sleep i always wake up every half an hour  , checking the baby. Did i hear him cry? Did i hear him squeek? Does he breathing? Why was there no sound coming from him? There. The paranoia me. 

During the day, i would rush to take a shower, or have a proper meal. Having a proper meal is not really a highlight of my day since it was tasteless and boring, but i had no other choice. Taking a bath is no pleasure either. I always keeping my ears tune in to the sound of my baby. Did i hear him cry? Is he hungry yet? Did he poo poo? He will be cranky if he poo poo. There. The paranoia me. 

And during the day, there will be people coming to see the baby. And i have to dress up as proper as any women in confinement would. No, dont compare me to those VS angels. They were no human. There were not even a scar on those purrrfect body, much less an ounce of extra fat! 

I wouldnt get enough sleep during the day either. Why, because 1st: the paranoia me will took over. 2nd: there were so much to do during the day. It was such a wonder if i could get 15 minutes of pure sleep. 

Well, then how am i able to upload this if i really dont have time on my hand? Time management darling. Time management. Baby is a week and a few days old now, and i'm about to getting a hang on managing this little cutie. We have an agreement, you know. I feed him full, wash the poo poo. And he will sleep. And i can do whatever i want to do, for about 30 mins. If i choose to sleep, then sleep. If i want to eat, then go eat. Or else, i would waste my time blabbering about time here in blog. 

My friend used to say, nikmat yang tuhan tarik balik lepas dapat baby ialah nikmat kesenangan, sebagai ganti kepada nikmat kebahagian yang dikurniakan dengan hadirnya baby. 

So true my dear. And i would choose you, my son, over everything else. 

Nothing else matters, kata Nirvana. 

The birth date story

Assalamualaikum dear baby, 

I guess i'll be seing you today. You were actually scheduled to be born by 1st August, but maybe you are too excited to see Mommy and Daddy before raya, right? 

Alhamdulillah, Mommy and Daddy had enough time to prepare for your delivery, except for a few other things such as breast pump and ohh, you dont have tilam yet. Its ok, we buy that later k. Importantly you do have your mosquito net to ward off the bad mosquito. 

Mommy went for a 2 and a half day courses earlier this week, starting from Monday to Wednesday noon. Daddy was with Mommy during the last day, so we drove back home, settle a few things and prepare for a buka puasa. Just before the buka puasa, Mommy and Daddy talked to you and ask that you wait until maybe the 2nd day of raya to come out. But ohh Allah do have a plan for us, just after buka puasa, around 8pm, my amniotic membrane broke. 

And there we were, rushing to the hospital where your aunt Ika is working. 

On that day, you were 36weeks and 5days, only 2 days short of 37 weeks. You were considered as prematured. But everything else was normal, Mommy dont have any pain nor fever and you were doing great as well. During scan, you were at 2.69 kg. Your heartbeat was normal, everything else was normal. 

Our condition is called PPROM. You can googled it later. 

Then Mommy had to be admitted, and monitored to see if i will continue to have other sign of labor. Next day come, no signs coming. No contraction, no bleeding, no back pain. My amniotic fluid continue to leak, but doctor said its nothing to worry about. Doctor said to wait until today, 11th of July to induce the labor. 

The induce process will start later after breakfast. Hopefully everything will go smoothly. 

You will be born on Friday during Ramadhan alkareem. Mommy and Daddy pray that you will be a strong and a true Muslim. InsyaAllah we'll meet soon sayang. 

The a month story

Dear son, 

How are you doing inside? You really are full of wonders. Sekejap menendang time pagi, kadang time malam. Tak tentu ye baby. 

It will going to be a month from now. Mommy tak nampak kaki dah time berdiri. Tummy is as big as a watermelon. I wonder how it'll be like, having you in my arms. 

Do you think i'm going to be a good mother? Someone think to doubt it. 

Just be good inside there sayang. Mommy dont mind having you in there. I went a lot of changes while having you, and its all worth it. I know you are a hood son, never given me much trouble. I could still drive, i could still eat. You are there with me anywhere i go. 

And yet, mommy wonder..

The kicking story

Dear boy, 

You do move a lot during night time, do ya?

It would be exactly 32weeks tomorrow, and my ohh my are you doing kickboxing inside there?

The bengkak kaki story

Salam and hi,

Starting last week (21 weeks), kaki dah start bengkak. Bawah pinggang belah kanan pun sakit, causing me to sit uncomfortably when driving balik kl lepas kerja. Sampai kl, as usual sangkut dalam jam. Ohh very the painful. Well, no one understands right?

Baby, nanti baby keluar nanti tolong urut kaki mommy ye? Mommy promise to give you lotsa kisses. 

The idea in me story

I had this idea in me. 

About things that i'm so passionate about. 

Thing is, when something got stuck in my head, its nearly impossible to get it out. 

From just a simple idea, come a few other ideas to make things work. 

I got this overflowing ideas in my head right now. 

But then...

Sigh.