My Baby You [COMPLETED]

PART • ONE

Sa tau schedule dia, jam berapa dia p kerja, mana dia breakfast, jam brapa dia lunch, whether dia ada lunch atau tiada, jam brp dia balik, di mana dia hang out after work on Friday, mana dia clubbing on Saturday night, siapa perempuan dia bawa balik, I know. Sa tau perfume dia. Dia ada 13 perfume and I remember them. Stuck in my brain.

Pathetic? I know, like tonight, dia bawa 1 perempuan keluar dari club, big boobs, hour glass body, tangan tu perempuan clung to his arm, his own hand masuk dlm pocket. As he drove away, sa rasa pipi sa basah,  Sa nangis.. for the millionth time, I should stop this. I should right? My obsession is already way too much.

Sa drive keluar dari parking tu club, baru sa sedar sa blm makan sbb stalked c Liam since 8PM, now is 1:45AM. Sa drive p drive thru McD, thank god for those people yg invent fast food. Lepas ambil order sa d drive thru, sa drive p housing area Liam. Pathetic? I know. Usually sa akan tunggu sampai one night stand dia balik baru sa akan rasa relieved baru sa boleh balik. I don't know why. Or what is this. Tapi 1 day no stalking him macam I feel incomplete. So yes I need this. I need that emotion. I wanted to feel the pain.

Jam 3:15AM exactly, automated gate Liam terbuka and Range Rover dia keluar dari parkway. Sa start engine then kasi bersih paperbag sa. Sa tau driver c Liam yg hantar one night stand dia. How does it feels? Ko mau tau? Sakit. It hurts like hell. Sesak nafas sa. Sblm sa dtg gila masuk ruma dia bagus sa balik rumah. I need my shower. Sa speed lari dari sana.

Sa bangun jam 11AM, great, sakit kepala sa. Sa duduk atas bed, tgk hp, damn sa lambat bangun, missed sa jogging time si Liam, but mostly Sunday Liam tidak banyak jalan, paling2 pagi dia jogging 7-9AM, then dia p kedai tapau breakfast 4 tapau, setahu sa cuma dia sama driver dia saja stay d rumah, tapi asal Sunday dia tapau 4. After that tiada sudah dia keluar sampai besok p kerja.

Sa bangun dari katil tp jatuh balik, sakit betul kepala sa. Sa mo demam. Good Ana, the price of stalking and staying late. Sa text Betty my bestfriend and colleague.

A - B, mcm sa mo sakit.-

B - sudah sa cakap stop stalking sudah. Ko masuk angin tu -

A - sa tau... but B I just can't -

B - Jap later sa p sana, Hans makes chicken soup. Later sa tapau - ahhh the perks of having bff. Kena sayang2 kalau sakit. Tp sa ready sudah mesti dia mo bising sa ni. Sa p mandi sambil tunggu Betty, lagipun dia ada kunci rumah sa juga. Sa siap mandi Betty ada sudah d pantry sa sedang masak air. Blm sempat sa kasi surprised dia, dia duluan tangkap pergerakan sa.

B - if it wasn't Alanna the FBI - sambil Betty tepuk tangan. Sa senyum sambil gosok2 towel d rambut sa.

B - look at ur face Ana, tell me why are you so hung up sama Boss Liam? Why? Bukan ko tidak cantik? Rambut cantik, muka cantik.. hmmm Maybe ko single terlampau lama sudah ni -

A - sa single baru 1 year B..besides I'm not ready. Not yet - sa makan sup ayam. OMG sedap, Hans husband si Betty mmg pandai masak, since dorang tinggal selang 2 rumah saja, selalu Betty kasi bawa sa makanan.

A - B, punya sedap sup ayam ko. OMG. - sa makan sambil tertutup2 mata. Sedap.

B - thanks to My gorgeous husband - Betty cakap dgn bangga. Mmg sa tidak nafikan mmg husband Betty gorgeous, Betty pun apa kurang, sexy, tinggi lagi, mmg sepadan la dorang laki bini sama cantik sama handsome.

**flashback**

Sa kenal Betty dari sekolah lagi masa 15 years old. Kami kira loner, sbb kami tiada kawan lain, so kami melekat sama2 throughout high school. Semua kelab sekolah, persatuan beruniform kami make sure kami sama group supaya semua aktiviti kami sama2. Kalau sa ikut PBSM pun memang Betty ikut PBSM, kalau Betty ikut Persatuan Sejarah memang saya pun ada. Sampai semua org ingat kami ni lesbian, tapi kami tidak pernah peduli apa org cakap, eventually people get tired bercakap.