View From My Open Window

I left the annual dinner pretty early yesterday, simply because:

1. It was super super super hot evening
   
2. Me legs were killin' me
3. I sorta promise to spend some time with my bf since it's his bday that day
   

Well.. not that early, we left at 10 instead of 11pm. haha

I wasn't in a mood much to go whereabouts since I was having a post-hotness headache. So we decided to just wander around KL (and also because the air-cond is just nice at that specific time) without getting down from the car which most of the time that we do is just talk.

He sensed my exhaustiveness (talk about the hot weather and tired of the event colabo) and I guess he got quite a common sense, he started to massage at the back of my head to ease my headache. It was not so bad anyway. After the pain ease a bit, I started to demonstrate him another point at the back of the head for muscle stiffness or headache massage (and it may sometimes bring an opposite sex limb at their knees.. haha) and he noted.

Then coincidentally I was touching my face after that, I could smell homme perfume from my fingertips. I think it got transfer when I was massaging his head along with his neck.

Me: (sniff sniff my fingers) your perfume smell nice... what are you wearing?
Him: Polo...
Me: (still sniffing) Really? Which one?
Him: Oh.. I cant remember what's the name but it's definitely my fave one.
Me: Owh.. ya know, I love one range of Ralph Lauren for man... the name is Ralph Lauren Silver and I'd been crazy about it ever since they launched that range 5 years ago. I even bought for my ex and my uncle's bday on that year. It smell quite masculine, pretty much like yours. And previously I would drop by at the perfume department once in a while just to give a sniff. But I dont do that anymore.
Him: Really? Well.. I cant remember mine. I dont usually bother with the name.. its like I go to perfume counter, I just take what I think smell nice. All I can remember that this perfume's bottle is some sort of black color, with a silver package.
Me: ???? the bottle is square or cylinder?
Him: Square...
Me: (still sniffing) omg, that's Ralph Lauren Silver la sayang oooi~!!!

That explains why I kept sniffing my finger ever since I notice that smell. Shish.

Seriously, I'd never met anyone I know who really likes Ralph Lauren Silver before.

And I can't help to notice that he got some similar habit and similar taste on choosing some stuff like mine. At least I know he got a good taste. =)

"i dont mind if u suka org lain and later on u want to be with org lain... i'm ok with that, but u must let me know awal-awal la.. u're young and I cant stop u from making ur own choices... but i just can hope it wont happen la.."

I only able to answer it with a nod. Somehow I felt the above quote is a bit powerful, too powerful for me to give a verbal reply.

The quote had been blurted out from my bf over dinner after I complaint about my best friend to him. Yes, you heard (or read) it right.. my bf. Its long time since I get involve in any relationship. I actually in doubt with this one too earlier, but I sorta give up due to I can sense his sincere-ness and I don't know, just fascinated since I never felt so been taken care of so seriously before. Its too 'so' till i said it twice.

I know my relationship with him didnt get much approval from couple of my buddies (due to extend certain factors) but I just want to let it flow. Further more, when I'm in need of my buddies far back then they barely available to feed my soul, but once there's a guy walk into my life who care for me and made me smile constantly each and every day... those buddies sorta start giving their p.o.v's. What the heck?

So, sayonara series of 'oops, sorry la dik.. akak dah kawin' excuses each time a guy wants to get to know me. Once upon a time, I don't need a boyfriend due to I have a bestie that can fill up my soul and somehow I felt he'd done a marvelous job till I dont have to find love from other guy (why I sorta feel this is like snippet from Cecilia Ahern's 'Where Rainbows End'?). And now, my bestie sorta neglected me, which I think it's ok for me (though other ppl don't find my justice over this scenario) because somehow I realize I need to move on without depending on my besties. And apparently that guy coincidentally came in perfect timing to fill in my current semi-empty soul. Which I feel pretty much grateful because he's there for me all the time (so far) and he accepts me as what I am (so far) regardless I'd showed him much flaws before.

Therefore, I decided to go with the flow.


P.s: He's not my rebound, thank you. And I love Cecilia Ahern's Where Rainbows End, its just...

Its been one week this quote ringing in my head, ever since my induction training at the academy last week.

And coincidentally, the above quote practically reflected in my thoughts on these recent scenarios:

It Takes Two To Tango : Friendship
I don't know if I changed over these years, but most of the people around me does. I don't mind change, changes could be good sometime. But I do care if some friends are gradually ignoring me, left me out in the picture, insignificantly. Deep voices in my head popped a question "Dey, don't u get this scenario all the time?". I do. But I did not testify. Let me say this clearly, in friendship... I cannot do this alone. You and I have to play equal part to maintain this relationship. If I sorang je yg play the part, nampak macam I sorang je yang terhegeh-hegeh nak berkawan. And I dont like that. Therefore, if you're my friend, start acting like one. If not, baik tak payah.

It Takes Two To Tango : Marriage
Went out for movie with my office colligue, Dev, had open my eyes on the above topic. Well, I never discuss much on marriage before, maybe I think marriage is a very heavy topic to discuss on... especially from a girl who so naive on this subject. Dev told me bout his history and his divorce thingy. One thing caught my attention when he start babbling on marriage "ye la, time bercinta dulu sayang-sayang la, masa tu kentut pon wangi. but once u get married, u start to feel the responsibility, even my wife masa tu pon change. At office she marah-marah, at home oso she marah-marah. Then marah if I buang sampah tak masuk tong sampah. I told him what kind of a man I am, masa bercinta dulu ok je, Ni bila da kawin, when I nak kluar je banyak soal". Hurm, I'm not defending his wife... but, it takes two to tango in marriage. Both parties have to give and take and do their parts equally la to maintain the quality of the marriage. Its like... I dont marry you just to be your bloody door mat! You get what I mean?

So thats about it. I kinda like Nabil Ahmad's tagline, i think its quite a genious and its like so... in your face!
Lu Pikir La Sendiri!

**Gotta credit Abe We for this as well.. LOL**

"asalmualaikum...kak memey...o kak memey...is there anybody home?". milah meninjau2 ke dalam rumah kak memey. ehh takdo orang? sonyap ajo? g honeymoon ko kak memey nih? maklumlah baru dpat laki baru. seketika, tatkala milah berkira2 untuk meninggalkan rumah itu dio tetibo terpandang objek bulat dan besar dari belakang.sedang duduk di bawah pokok jambu.hah..sah2 tu kak memey. tidak syak lagi. sapo laie kek kampung ni suku sakat dengan doraemon? milah segera mengatur langkahnya cepat2.

"kak memey! buek apo kek bawah pokok jambu ni? penat milah panggil tau,sampai serak suara milah yang lunak merdu nih" ujar milah gedik, sambil memanjakan suara serak2 basah ala fasha sanda. kak memey tak menjawab. wajahnya sugul. kelihatan badannya sedikit susut, kira-kira 0.03%. matanya bengkak. tiada segaris senyumanpun di wajah bulat dan montelnya itu. milah benar2 terkejut. baru minggu lepas, dia bertemu kak milah. dia sihat, ceria,sibuk bercerita tentang suami baru dinikahinya di sempadan narathiwat, thailand.

"kenapa ni kak?" tanya milah sambil kontrol ayu.segera duduk bersimpuh ala2 tiara jaqulina dalam puteri gunung ledang. "huhu..milah...jantan tu.. dah tinggalkan akak!" "apo?tak guno punyo jantan" tiba2 darah milah menggelegak, hampir mencecah 100 darjah celcius. pantang baginya kaum perempuan dianiaya. kalaulah dia ade power, masa tu jugak bertukar power rangers! "itulah akak, den dah agak dah dari dulu, jantan sekor ni memang tak leh cayo, muko jo kiut..." "entahlah milah, nasib akak agaknyo. inilah balasan dio kek akak. bagi makan, jago elok2...alih2 jumpo betino lain, lupokan akak! huhuhuhu.

"tu la akak, berhati halus sangat! baik terlobih2. jantan ni akak, tak leh bagi muko. maso dio nak sesuatu dari kito, dio buek baik! pastu..kito ni dipandang sebolah mato pun tidak!!" haiisshhh...milah mula menyinsing lengan baju. kalaulah dia tak dapat melindungi kaum teraniaya, sia2 saja dia menuntut ilmu karate dengan ber"belt" kaler hitam. "nak buek camano milah...hati dah sayang..uwaaa..akak redha ajelah" kau kunci...hatiku...di dalam hati muuuuu...(halamak akak ni feeling ramlah ram la plak!)

"hah inilah yang den tak suko. copek bonar mengalah! takmo pertahankan hak sendiri! akak sodih2 dio suko2 dengan betino lain! patut ko?? dah berapa hari akak camni?" "dah tigo ari milah. tigo hari akak melilau seluruh kampung cari jantan tu. tak lalu akak nak makan, sedih botul. sanggup dio buek akak camni? ekau tau milah, selalu akak makan 3 pinggan, sejak tigo ari lopeh, akak makan dua pinggan setongah yo..sob sob" aishhhh akak ni makan ko mentekedarah??

"camni lah akak, sebagai wanita abad ko dobloh satu, kito tak bulih lagi dibiarkan diri kito teraniaya.jom kito poie umah betino tu. biar den karate dio. sio2 yo den ado tali pinggang kaler hitam! ini milah! dio belum konal sapo milah!adik beradik ultraman neo" ujar milah begitu semangat, umpamo kempen untuk merebut jawatan ketua puteri kampung juaseh. "takpolah milah, terima kasih. biarlah ku pendam sebuah duka (feeling khadijah ibrahim la plak).walaupun daku elergi sepi...sob sob" ujar kak memey tersedu2.

"akak, sebagai wanita cantik lagi anggun, kito tak bulih ditindas! jom ikut den poie ko pejabat kadi! kito mintak fasakh! ingat abby abadi je bulih buat! dasar jantan kabret!" "err..milah kenapo sampai nak ajak akak tuntut2 cerai ni? poie pejabat kadi?" "kan abg norman hakim dah lari dengan pompuan lain?" "maso bilo lak?" tanya kak memey terkebil2, umpamo baru tertelan kapur barus. "abis akak cerito tadi?"

"lahhhh..akak cerito pasal kucing akak, namo jantan. dio dah merendek dengan kucing betino kampung sebelah!" "cesss! brengset sungguh kak memey!kenapo tak cakap awal2? buang air mato den yo menangis bagai nak gilo! desyus desyus desyus kat situ juga milah mengkarate kak memey sebelum melangkah pulang dengan hati yang penuh geram!

Working for 2 months now, nothing had been so easy for me. Especially when my sciences background meets my current banking job. Its out of the world. But anyhow I'm trying my best to adapt with the new rhythm in my life.

I have to say, the supervisors might be quite 'kerek' at a time. Some are ok. Somehow I have to bare with the kerekness of these few numbers. Thats how working life works, I suppose.

And I realize, knowing someone who at a certain level of organization might affect other people's perception/reaction towards you. For example, one of the 'kerek' supervisor enquire me on my father's job. Well, I told her that he's working in HQ. At first she had a sceptic look at me, then i told her bout the incident that occured almost 3 years ago. She had a disbelieve in her face, and she asked what's my father's position in HQ... perhaps she thought my father is just a normal officer. My answer was short... but enough to make her choke.

And today, I realized she'd been so obvious nice to me. No more shouting, when ever I need an assistant on something she would guide me with TLC. Hahhaha... damn blardy office politics~!

=Trust me, I would never misused my family background.=

p.s: I wonder, the other 'kerek' supervisors... especially the one who had 'maki' me infront hundreds of people the other day... if they get the same info like the former 'kerek' supervisor, they'll be sorry for treating me like shit. =)

courtessy of Abe We again.

milah berjalan penuh gaya catwalk persis tyra banks. panas mentari begitu terik. renik-renik peluh mula membasahi muka milah yang gebu itu. alamak, abisla foundation yang den lotak tadi! karang tak cun lak den?abih la tittle primadona kampung den! pikir milah sedikit gundah. "opocot omak kau! terkojut den!". berderau darah milah tiba2 bapak kambing separa hensem melintas di depannya. tersengih2 bapak kambing tersebut kepada milah. di satu sudut, milah terpandang seseorang sedang melayan blues. matanya merah. ada pilu di wajahnya.

"asalamualaikum" sapa milah lembut. "Oh, milah.." jawab suara itu lemah umpama 3 hari tak makan. " err..apo kak bungo cinto lestari buek kek sini? jauh bonar akak termonung? macam bermasalah jo?" sob sob sob, tangisan kak bunga makin kuat.beberapa ketika sendunya tertahan. diambil hujung baju kurung sambil mengesat air mata yang mengalir (ala2 neng yatimah menangis daa). "kenapo kak? boleh den tolong? akak sedih sobab Mc Cain kalah dengan Obama ko?" tanya milah ikhlas.

sambil tuturnya tertahan2 kak bunga berkata, "gilo apo ekau nih? tetibo cerito pasal obama lak! sob sob sob....abang ashraf sinclair ekau nak kawin lagi satuuuuu..uwaaaa" tangisannya makin menjadi2. milah jadi gelabah. uishhh meroyan pulak akak sorang nih. "sabar kak. botul ko berito sensasi ni? tak kuar melodi pun?". " betul milah, akak dongar kak stacy tembam cakap. dio jumpo abang ashraf ko kek pekan seromban, gi pejabat kadi" uwaaaaa

"aisshhh..akak percayo ko cakap kak stacy tembam tu. dio kan diva propah? lagipun abang ashraf tu kan dah tuo? takdo sapo nak laa akak!" "errr..." sedu kak bunga makin perlahan. "akak dah tanyo kek abang belum ni?" "errr..belom.." "hah, akak.. akak..sungguh emo!kalah kak saripah ani. lenkali keno selidik dulu.tambah2 kalo cerita dari mulut kak stacy tembam. kadang2 10 ayat 2-3 je betol"

kak bungo cinto lestari terdiam. tiada lagi sedu sedan seperti tadi, macam orang mati laki. mungkin kembali rasional (tak yah makan ubat penenang). "terima kasih la milah. maaf yo, tadi akak emo sikit. akak nampak je kool, tapi sebenarnya akak ni emo.kadang2 akak berpikiran singkat" "ehh, takdo masalah akak,lagipun ni maso akak. cumo lenkali akak kenala hati2 sikit. orang ni rambut yo samo hitam, hati lain2. akakpun keno la rasional sikit, kalo nak bandingkan abang ashraf tu..bapak kambing tadi lagi hensem!"

"amboi kutuk laki aku nampak?" "oppsss terlebih sudah!" ok la akak, den nak balik rumah dulu. anak daro cantik cam den tak elok kuar umah lamo2.kang pudar plak kulit den nih terkeno sinar UV. den jalan dulu yo..."

***Courtesy of Abe We~! GREAT thinking bro!!! LOL***

milah duduk bersimpuh dengan ayunya. dia tengah leka melipat kain2 yang bertimbun. sambil melipat, dia menyanyi kecil lagu2 melayu asli. telinganya disumbat dengan ipod apple berkaler merah cili api. tetiba ibunya menegur. "milah, boleh omak cakap sikit kek ekau?". dada milah berdebar2, dag dig dug..didalam dada...(feeling haiza jap). "boleh omak, apo dio?" tanyo milah. "tadi makcik munah datang..errr..." zass! makcik munah?? bakal mertuo aku?? kenapo lak orang tuo tu kemari. nak putuih tunang ko? aisshhh...milah makin gabra. "kenapo mak?" dia cuba mengawal perasaannya.

"hmm dio hantar masak lomak ikan sembilang. pastu gegossip jap. dio bagitau bakal tunang ekau teraso ati dengan kau" "hah?? kenapo lak nak teraso2 hati ni mak? ese takdo buek apo2 salah dongan dio. aisshhh" " alahh, omakpun nak tergolak jugo. tapi kena la respek kat bakal besan. karang guling2 kek situ apo lak dikato kek omak". aisshhh pehal lak ni? omak ni buat den gabra ni. bisik hati milah. aihhh pesal lak tunang den nak emo2 lak nih? aisshhh tak ponah laki sorang tu emo? ado perasaan ko? kato macho, hati batu? kato adik bradik superman?

milah terus berhenti melipat baju. begitu teruja ingin mengetahui apa sebenarnya berlaku. "omak, cakap la kenapo? ese ghisau ni" "rilek la my darling. bendo kocik, tapi ekau keno amik perhatian jugo. kang bondo2 kocik ni yang melarat ni." aiishhh omak jadi drama queen la pulak. ingat ni drama spa Q apo?

"camni hah, tunang ekau tu teraso hati, sobab ko tak kato terima kasih kek dio maso dio belikan cekelat coki2!" terang emaknya dengan penuh senyuman. "lahhhh..ingatkan apo tadi? lerr bukannya bosar bonar kesalahan ese ghuponya. tak kato terimo kasih yo" "iyo, memang la kocik, tapi apdo sesetengah orang bendo tu bosar. bukan susah bonar. dua perkataan yo. terima kasih, kot maleh bonar ko kata yo tq. keno la hargai usaho orang kek kito" "aisshhh tunang ese tu sensitip jugo ghuponyo? keras diluar lembut di dalam?"

"hehe, tu bukan masalahnya milah. yang penting keno appreciate orang" wahh sejak bilo mak den gheti speaking london nih? "bak kato pepatah, yang kurik itu kendi, yang merah itu saga, yang baik itu budi, yang indah itu bahasa. keno la pandai, dah bosar gedabak! orang berbudi kita berbahasa, orang memberi kita merasa" "iyolah mak, lopeh ni ese blaja untuk kato terimo kasih. bukan apo kadang2 ese ni pelupo." "baguslah camtu. kito ni orang timur, penuh dengan adat dan budayo. yang baik keno kekalkan. tambah2 ekau tu perempuan. dah lipat kain tu. omak nak poie masak spagetti bolognaise dengan tuna melt jap. ekau dah bosar...apo2pun..lu pikir la sendiri!"