Sunday, June 13, 2010

Prank call turned out to be a lover call

I was in my second year in secondary school now. And it was May again.

It happened on Wednesday (if i'm not mistaken), took place in my school musolla(surau)...normally after Maghrib prayer we will have various activity, such On Thurs we read Yassin, said Zikr, listen to religious talk...and those night was for said Zikr. Some of us will managed these time to fulfill our needs. SLEEP! Hehe..including me. We have some nice spots. Normally during these period, the light dimmed and so our eyes. Sometimes we talked ( supposed not allowed...strictly NO in the musolla. We may talk but not about the secular stuff. ) But we never care those times. 

While we were busily discussing worldly, i heard my name announced. I need to come to the audio room immediately. I was startled at first. Afraid that i might received a bad news. I was rushing to the room along with my buddies.

When i was there(ladies only allowed at the outside of the room), i saw the room was dark like no one day. I managed to see a lil light from the men area of the musolla. The room is connected to the men's area. Therefore, the ladies should pick anything from the room from outside of the room's window.

Suddenly, a person came in and the window were slightly open. He passed out a letter and it's HIM! My hands were cold. I was left utterless. Damn! I thought it was a news from my family and so.

My buddies grabbed the letter and open it up. I didn't expect that. They read for me! Huh!
And made me blushed...he had expressed his feeling. And he wonder why he never got my attention that he dreamed of. Ha had given me so much hints. I've said earlier. I didn't bothered to have any kind of relationship. ( But at the meantime, i still swapping letters with my bestfriend).

He had me to think over... and i did. 
I accept him. At last. On August we have been declared together even though a month earlier i gave hive a birthday card which i considered hurt him. But we made it at last. He was nice to me. Bought me morning meal on Sat after our preparation class.
Forget to mention that we were in the same class that year. He was sooo excited about that as he could keeping an eye on me...most of time. 

But, i was such a cold queen. I had his attention. Yes, he was so caring and loving but..he didn't received likewise. I let him down.  That's wasn't always my intention. If i can, i wanted to show my feeling towards you but i was just 14 years. Still study... have to sit for PMR the next year. I am the eldest in my family. I play a big role, dude! You didn't see it. 

Meanwhile, he still stick to me even he had lack of my attention.
He loved wrote leter to me. And i will reply it.
And it remained like that for the whole year.


Art's Room

I was in my first terrific year in one of a religious-based secondary boarding school in my own city...(took me less than 10 km from my house). I received a bit of cultural shock with real hijab on, cuffed sleeved, almost 18hrs with sock's on whenever i were out of my hostel, even for my curricular activities i had to put on sarong with trousers beneath...Yup, a lot of thing to digest but i coped pretty well except...i felt like a solitary young girl. desolate myself from getting close to any boys. with my girl friends i was as friendly as usual but with the boys..there was like a boundaries in between us. Hardly see me spoke to the boys unless for something important or beneficial.

He saw me in the Art's Room during his art class and my class had been stuck in it as the art teacher was the replacement for my absent teacher. I haven't noticed that i had became his subject to admire.

I used to cross his class every time i needed a loo. Yes, his class was just next to the ladies.

And, that's how falling in the first sight begun...

Introduction


A special dedication to my story...
Can't get it out of my head and heart...
Then, i'll decide to come out with this blog...
Use to have it a long time ago...
But since we were no longer connected...
I terminated those blog...
Just wanna share our love's story flows
Not that i forgot who am i now
But the memory and the feeling was tooo pure to bury them...
If he happen to read this...
Forgive me for sharing this with the public