As much as the good things in life coming into my life, there have also been a trail of misadventures in the shadows.
I've no idea if this is because of the bad feng shui of this place where I work, but I've been spending extra on things I'm not supposed to spend on.
First, it was my touchscreen cell phone, albeit cheap, it looked at least modern enough for me to shamelessly go around replying texts in the office. Unfortunately after nearly a month of usage, it gracefully went into the toilet bowl in Bukit Tinggi, where we had our section Away Day. I can vaguely remember the feeling of doubt whether I should dive my hand into the bowl to get the phone or to just look at it sink and swim. The thinking process lasted for about 5 seconds before my reflects decided to save the phone. The phone worked well for the first 5 seconds out of the water, but all buttons became unresponsive once I start tapping. Then I was left without a phone, an alarm to wake me up in the morning and it forced me to revert back to my Nokia 1280 which serves me basic functions until today.
At that moment, at Bukit Tinggi, before I could get hold of my Nokia which I left at my rented house in Kerteh, Amin offered his phone for me to use.. but I refused, because he was a stranger...
Second, it was the first car I bought with my own money. Two days after I fetched it from the dealer, I reversed into a pole. It resulted with a crack on the spoiler at the back. Fortunately, that was the only injury that I've plastered on the car on that first week. I was swollen with anguish and regret that it happened, because I partly believe it was because on that day I worked for 24 hours straight.
At that moment, Amin tried to console me.. but I refused his attention, because he was still a stranger I couldn't accept to listen..
Third, it was the accident. My first ever road accident, at merely 20km/h. I was turning into my friend's house when suddenly a rempit teenager slammed into the side of my car and crumpled the door(s) of my national car to ugly. My hand shook as I tried to get hold of the situation after seeing the teenager fled his bike from the crash. He suffered from cuts on his chin and hands, I suffered with cuts in my budget.
At that moment, Amin held me, consoled me, calmed me, helped me with the repairs.. I trusted him, relied on him because he was already a great part of me. It felt difficult to let him go..
Fourth, the first flight I missed in my entire life. Here's the story: I misread the departure time, which resulted me departing from my house late and couldn't catch up to the plane. It was AirAsia. I'm never flying with AirAsia again, I'm never going to be so stingy when it comes to flights. I swear.
At that moment, Amin respected my silence, he understood that it was enough already that my parents blamed me, so the only question he asked when he picked me up from the little Kerteh airport was "how did you miss the plane?". I felt that he's the perfect sounding board I can ever have, it was difficult to not love him..
Fifth, today, I lost my wallet. There were some thick cash inside, I think it was around RM600, leftovers from Raya angpows I needed to give away and then some important docs such as my driving license, ID, insurance card, ATM cards, some important name cards I keep for emergency purposes.. etc. I was so disappointed with myself, that such a big thing can be lost. Searched all over my already messy bedroom to no avail, searched the path I went to yesterday to no avail until I gave up and went to the police station. The police refused me for a report, said that I can just go make a temp ID so I can proceed with other things. Alright then, no further questions, we went back had long proper discussions together in the car until I see a solution..
At this moment, I realized that I need a husband in my life. Someone who can sort out my feelings. I was crying like a baby and he held me, consoled me with so much patience. He protected me, in terms of erasing all insecurities when I felt like I lost so much at such a strange place. Amin showed me that despite all the loss, I still have him to protect me from all the bitterness. At this rate that I'm falling, I think he would be so difficult to live without..
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ReplyDeleteHi ned. This post made me cry. Sorry baca benda lamak hehe
ReplyDeletebenda lamak but i still remember everything.. i don't think i'd want to look back on who Amin is to me. :)
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