twenty five
Koe wo kikasete. This song is stuck in my head for some time now.
We stayed at Marriott Putrajaya for one night. The rest (excluding Ibu) went back home early in the morning when I was still asleep, leaving me stranded in the room with only my netbook for entertainment. I don’t know where this is leading to.. oh.. I remember now. As usual Ayah got a room at the VIP floor, thus an access to the lounge for 3 people. Me and Kaklong always being two of the three, muahaha! We usually finish off the sushi and if they have roasted lamb, we’d be finishing that too. So today we went with the expectation that they will have the usual sushi served but as luck would have it, there were none :( I whispered to Kaklong, “Maybe they saw Ayah’s name on the list, knowing that we were coming, they probably hid the sushi so we wont end up eating all of it again.” and she just nodded, agreeing to every word I said. Haih if so la, it’s a violation against the customer’s rights! There goes our last chance to get oishii sushi since it was our last stay at the hotel. Probably.
Ehh.. it still hasn’t come to the reason why I’m writing this originally. So there we were, sushi-less! I know I know violating the English language is not cool but I’m used to doing it so there’s no stopping me. Hmm I wonder what sushi is in English. Okay2 it’s just a habit of mine to drift away from the main topic when I have a lot of things on my mind. Now back to where we were.. there I went to get a slice of cheesecake and fruits (nearly all of them were eaten by a bunch of noisy kids). Went back to the table only to find someone I’ve never met smiling at me. You know how some people can give a really huge impression on you at first sight. Either by how well-dressed they are, the way they talk, the tone of their voice, or by the aura they possess around them (yes, people do have aura, I’m pretty skilled at sensing them, pretty cool huh? okay tipu je ni). This lady, she looked like a person of great importance, fuh (tarik nafas). She was introduced as no other than one of Ayah’s friend’s wife, whom I’ve only heard of. I could still feel a tinge of embarrassment from the way I acted around her. I was quiet and I didn’t even try to get into a conversation with her, she seemed to be trying to lead me on talking, but the most I did was smile -.- Lucky Kaklong was there so I need not worry much about that, but I felt so timid and shy that I think I kind of stuttered a lot when I answered all her questions. Hahahah it was beyond uncomfortable. Oh the shame the shame! After a while, we decided to return to our room. In my head, I was thinking, should I ‘kiss’ her hand or not masa nak salam (she is after all about the same age as Ibu and even bahasakan diri sebagai Aunty). But I don’t know what went wrong with my head, I just salamed her like she was a friend, there was no sign of respect at all! Oh the double shame! Now she will think of me as a girl with no manners. It still makes me want to slap myself hard when I think of our little parting. It’s just that for a split second I thought she might not like it if I ‘cium’ her hand, seeing how ‘datin’-like she is, and I decided to follow that split-second-thught. Tsk3.. Some people feel uneasy when ‘kissed’ on the hand. I know a couple of people who even flinches. It’s an extremely difficult decision to make on how to salam upon meeting someone. Now this will forever haunt me, I hope we never meet again in the future. Where to hide my face lah? Haish.
It’s already 2am so I better head off to bed. Oyasumi!
