It all started because of a phone call. A short-mini conversation that got you in the heart.
Those one of a kind.
It was that one last Tuesday when I went out to see the Biology sir for a little while. I came home later in the evening, that day. I was in the middle of preparing to cook chicken curry for the family to be made dinner when he called that night and asked me whether do I know who is on the other end of the line. I could not help but just to laugh. It all seemed just like a perfect planned out prank call from the gang, once again. I couldn't believe what I was hearing when he told me that my superhero was on the line. I decided to just wave it off because I was in the midst of cooking.
I didn't know why but I decided to just tell him that,
I would ring him back. That I would get back to him, once I am done cooking that night.
It was all so sudden. Everything was just so abrupt. Everything happened so suddenly.
I rang him back that night after settling down things thinking to myself that everything was alright and it was then when he mentioned something that I had said to him before privately on Facebook messenger chat that I knew, it was really him on the phone line. I started laughing at my own silliness. At how dumb and stupid I could have gotten, seriously. I could not help but to wonder, how did it even happen in the first place when he
could not even bother replying my texts for a while last time. Everything felt
like a dream. Everything felt so surreal. Everything just felt so fake.
Like everything was in the air. It was then when I saw my whatsapp text that he is
down with fever and that he might be admitted. He ought to let me know that he
was admitted in Batu Pahat Hospital that night and it makes me even more
worried. The news literally brought sickness to my heart and stomach knowing he
is admitted that night. Instead, I chose to laugh it away. I laughed off.
Covered my worries and fears and everything with smiles, laughters and happy
thoughts, whereby I knew, deep down that, it was NOT okay.
The whole night went away with me battling my very own thoughts as to whether should I rush over to see how is he doing. It made matters even worst when your heart wants to meet him so badly but he keeps on telling you that it would alright. That there would always be next time. That there would always be some other time. That, he would just pull through. That he doesn't want you to come all the way to just trouble yourself going through all things just to meet him.
You know you are screwed in the middle of the night when you are wide awaken and you cannot even sleep and the clock shows sharp twelve
midnight and there you are, in your pajamas, sitting directly in front of your
desktop screen looking through the 380 hotels in the Melaka town. Scanning
through each and every one of them. Not even letting one pass through your sight. I literally sat and scanned through every tiny bits of it, for the three
hours long, until the clock showed three in the morning and finally managed to finish
filtering through everything and even managed to narrow down everything to 38
hotels. It is indeed a huge achievement that needed to be celebrated, right?
So, Kai Hwei and Fey Fey, take note please. *COUGHS*
Back to the purpose of this blog post.
I dragged myself to
bed at five a.m. Super exhausted the whole day but I
couldn't even budge myself to sleep. Even for a minute. I have never been more
worried than ever in my life about someone. About someone who I have never even
met before. About someone who I know so little about. The clock slowly ticked
away and it was when I decided to sit up in the middle of the darkness and I
finally send a text over to him asking him to let me know once he is awaken. I
was so worried that I could not even sleep properly that night. It began to
struck me why am I even being so worried for someone who I only knew for the
past one year. Someone who doesn't even know about my past, let alone be in my
future. I just had so much fear in me for someone who I barely even know
about.
I wasn't sure what time it was but I must have dozed off that morning for about four hours after much tossing and turning on the bed. The sun
had already risen that morning which simply signifies that it was already past
07:00 a.m. The next thing I knew was that my phone was ringing and the clock
showed
11:30 a.m. in the morning and guess who managed to listen to my sleepy
voice that morning. I freaked out as I was supposed to be up at nine that
morning.
I quickly sat up straight and answered the phone call right away. It
was him on the other end. I was literally telling him that I wanna be with him
on that day. That I would wanna just go over and meet him. That I would wanna
go over right at that moment. He just laughed at how crazy that idea sounded.
He could only comforted me saying that it would be too far for me to travel. I
could not say anything more but only to keep quiet that morning on the phone.
We spoke for a little while more and he hung up the phone after that.
I chucked
my phone away and laid back on the bed.
I tried snuggling back to sleep.
I forced myself to close my
eyes and tried to cover myself underneath the warm blanket and tried so hard to fall asleep again. It only took me 10 seconds to
grab my phone back once again and I texted him saying that I feel like
being there with him and I sighed so hardly. That I really wanna be
there on a serious note. I rang him up once again and told him that I would run
into a quick shower and to get myself ready and that he better prepare to have
me over. That
I would check the express bus timings and all that.
Before I knew it, I was already done showering, managed to tie my hair in a pony tail and got myself and everything else ready. It was
such a good hair day. The most miserable part was not knowing what to bring
over for him. It was like, I was just so clueless.
I was literally freaking out so I
just grabbed my favourite novel off the rack and drove over to grab some Marvel
magazines from brother and off I go.
I rushed over to the bus terminal and I
bought the earliest ticket available. The clock showed 12: 45 p.m. when I was
at the bus terminal, but the earliest ticket available, was only at 13: 30
hours. The 45 minutes wait was just purely miserable and the most agony wait,
of my life ever. The tickets were pricy as crap I mean like seriously they cost
as much as the tickets I bought to Penang, can you believe? I managed to run to
the closest sundry shop at the bus terminal and grabbed two breads and a bottle
of mineral water and threw them in my handbag. The next thing I knew was I was
sitting in the bus trying to force myself to sleep. I was in such rush that I
forgotted about my perfume. I left my movies behind. I only remembered grabbing
my tablet that day. I was just listening music the entire way. I was so
hungry but I dare not eat cause I was so scared of being nauseous
throughout the journey.
When he rang another time, I told him all about it
and that I am
on my way. He was freaking out
as much as I do. That little kiddo was more
excited than I am. I was half freaking out as to whether should I jump out of
the bus and to just turn around and head home, but I knew for a fact I would
regret the decision then. The entire time, in the bus, I cannot help
but to question
myself why am I doing it. I was just wondering my way through. Like questioning myself over and over again, I should have just turned
and
go back home. I couldn't help but to clear negative thoughts off my mind on
that day. The most miserable part about the journey was not knowing where I was
heading towards. The bus ride was a pain in the neck because I really wanna be
there as soon as I can, but, at the same time, the wait in the bus was just too
long. The time passes by really slowly during the journey.
I guess the worst part was the fact that I wanna meet this
guy but I don't know what am I putting myself through. Like, I don't know what
kind of city am
I walking into. Or what kind of people would I meet along the
way. I kept on forcing myself to sleep because I just wanna sleep these
thoughts away.
I always do sleep whenever I travel on express buses, but this
time round, it was different. I cannot help but to stay awake. The worries I
had was killing me inside out. The journey took me exactly three hours and
there wasn't even a toilet break. I hopped off the bus that day at 16 : 30 p.m.
I ran to the ticket counter and bought the last bus for the day, the night
ticket was at 20 : 00 p.m. to head back to Kuala Lumpur that night itself. After
getting the ticket, I asked around how could I get to the hospital soonest and
I then hopped onto a taxi nearby. I managed to ask the driver what should I get
someone who is down with dengue fever and he then suggested me green coconuts and
this kind driver even brought me to a shop where they sell those and he waited
patiently in the car as I went down the taxi and bought two green coconuts for
him. I begged the taxi driver to just drive faster than
he was already
driving as I wanna reach the
Hospital Nora Ismail, Batu Pahat quickly.
It was 5 : 00 p.m. when I walked in the hospital and
I had to figure my way to his ward. When I walked in,
I was half freaking out, like, maybe I should just sit and catch a breath and maybe like just drop in say
hello and then go off. My insecurities were getting the best out of me on
that day. I took a deep breath and managed to ask a security guard about his
ward and I bravely walked in with my feet feeling as if they were about to
collapse before me. I kept on praying that my feet don’t fail on me , upon walking towards him.
When I walked in, there he was, the moment he saw me, he had his
smile plastered across his face and I knew that I took him by surprise for not
even calling and saying that I am in Johor already. I only let him know when I
was my halfway there in Melaka and then I didn't contact him at all and there I
was, in the hospital. Right in front of his eyes. He looked down at me and all
he could just did was smile. His mother on the other hand was right before my
eyes. She was standing next to him and she had her back facing me. He called over
to her and introduced me to her. When she turned around, there stood a
courageous lady that my eyes had ever met. She has so much aura in her, that I
really like. I adore people like that. She was so friendly that I felt as if I
was home that day. I felt as if I was surrounded by people who I love a lot.
That I want to be around these people for life, you know.
Before I knew it, two seconds became two minutes and two
minutes became two hours.
There was so much that happened on that day. So
much talk. Such blessings to not only met him but his family as well. It was
like, I felt God was around. That God has blessed me with loving people in this
life.
His parents were such loving people and there was just so
much for learn from this two old folks. There were so much stories shared. I
have never showed anyone my family picture before but with him and
his family,
being around him, there was this secured feeling that I get. Everything just
felt so right to just be yourself. To just show your true self. Everything felt
as if it is going to be okay when I am around them.
I finally found the kind of people I know I want them
stay in my life. I have been pushing a lot of people off. You
know, those kind of people that you just wanna hang out with them and talk
whole day? Him.
Those kind of people that you know you wanna snuggle in bed and
talk about your childhood dreams? Him. Those kind of people that you wanna talk
about silly ambitions that you wanna make them come true in this life? Him.
Those kind of people who you can talk about family matters to. Him. Most of
all, those kind of people who you can just drag out the outdoors and just stay
there and watch the night full of stars? Him. Those kind of people who you can do silly things with. Everything is just so unexplainable.
When I was there, he never did make me feel as if
I feel
outcasted, and that was the nicest feeling ever. That his family accepted your
flaw and my plus points. When his parents left for tea and left us both to talk
meant so much. That short time I got with him.
His mum managed to get me bread
and tea,
it was such a small gesture but it was so heart moving, you know that.
I was just so touched that
I just don't know what to say. Seriously. Every moment
was just so breathtaking. I have never seen how much a woman really love his
son for doing everything for him. For catering to all his needs. For giving all
of her, to her family. For being there for him. That
really did made me stop
breathing for a while.
We exchange so much family histories. Stories. Family
background. People. About how we feel. About how much we cherish things. About
how much we look at things that surrounds us. There is so much to learn from him
seriously. There is so much to know about him although, all he says that he
is a simple guy.
That moment when you cannot say goodbye because you know you
would wanna see this person again?
There are just so many unexplainable feelings and
it made me
wonder for a while. That maybe I came back from Johor with a better me. The way
these people look at life, is perfect to me. Maybe I came back, with a new mum
to adore to. Maybe I travelled back to Kuala Lumpur sooner than I thought.
That
I should not have left that early, that night. I took a cab back to the bus
terminal. Before climbing in the cab, it hits me when his mum leaned over for a
hug and his father telling me, “ Girl, you would be be someone really
successful someday”. It is words like these that made you look at life with positive vibe.
I came back that night and they were so cute to make me inform
them when I reached the city. The very own city I grew up in. I reached home
that night, at twelve midnight. It took me 11 hours out of the house the whole
day though. His mum was so cute to only wait to sleep, until I call her to tell that I had safely reached the bus terminal and that I have already reached KL. Then, call
again, to ensure I am safe and sound and tucked at home. I mean how many people
can wait like this? Despite being sick, the Iron Man waited for me to get home and
made sure I take proper dinner and told me to go shower and take a rest. Thank
you so much for waiting seriously from the bottom of my heart. The fact that he
was sick and he waited until midnight for me to be home, meant a lot to me. I
really needed sleep that day but why does it hurt myself so much seeing him
sick? This worries in me would definitely kill me, one day. Overall, there were
so many mistakes on that day. So many crazy things
said and done. It wasn't a
perfect day, but it was
a wonderful one. It was just really breathtaking.
Every part and ounce of me wanted to go over and hug my
superhero but the only thing that stopped me was the fact that his parents was
around. Do get well soon. Please recover as soon as you can. Don't
make me
worry like these again cause it sucks.
It started from a song by Shayne Ward that I know him. It
started by a phone call that I met him. How crazy can this even get? These are
the beautiful people that I wanna carry along with me in life.
It started from a song by Shayne Ward that I met him. It
started by a phone call that I met him. How crazy can this even get? These are
the beautiful people that I wanna carry along with me in life.
To wrap this whole post up, 237 kilometers, 8 hours of
journey, 6 different modes of transportation and
I finally met my 1 and only
favourite superhero,
my very own, Iron Man.
Here us to thewhole lot five of you who
cannot stop asking me what happened to me the whole Wednesday. Here is the link to the whole story. So now you get why I gave you all my blog link on Whatsapp? :D
Aunty's text to me got me smiling like a little kiddo.
SO HAPPY :D Got me smiling like mad :D
This is a want in my bedroom.
This is not a WANT but a NEED.
Hello world, meet Elaine Khoo. Such a babe
but a pain in my neck at the same time.
Love her to the core (:
Alia Bhatt in Oh' Radha, is perfection
There was one moment when he went off to shower and his
parents were looking right straight at me and we spoke about him and I knew
that moment, that
was love. That love existed there and then. When his parents
looked at me and they could see the sincerity through me and they spoke to me
about him, that was when I knew, that, they were genuine people. These people
were real to my heart. There were hope and faith in their eyes and it was when
their words meant so much to me. So much that it hurts. If that is not love,
then I don't know what it is. I rest my case.
That is all for today.
Till' I see you again. Au' revoir (:
To chase a boy of my dreams which he don't
believe in love anymore. That's one of the hardest thing in the world. Making
him to believe that love still exist
as in a relationship. That's the challenge.
as in a relationship. That's the challenge.
A girl who would believe in true love and fairytales.
A boy who
never want to believe in love again.
Different worlds now ♥
