I ni tak nampak macam perempuan ke? Or mereka terlalu selesa dengan I sampai tak nampak betapa blushing-nya I.
It's like this. Kadang-kadang I selalu jugak teman member I shopping, lepak, makan , et cetera. Well, who doesn't, right? So one fine day I teman Ferdi, this one guy from work cuci mata masuk Uniqlo.
Dia memang suka tambah wardrobe dia and I'm available, so, why not? As long as dia tak drag or hasut I untuk membeli sekali. Hehe
"Wah, banyaknya spender murah. Saiz I pulak tu." Ferdi excited. Obviously, that's my que untuk usha apa-apa sahaja kat tempat lain. I tengah berkenan this one reversible parka around girls area. Jadi daku pun berlalu pergi meninggalkan Ferdi bersama bakal-bakal spender-nya.
Nak dijadikan cerita, dia datang pada I, lari-lari comel gitu, dengan bakal spender dia digawang-gawang macam bendera.
"Kalau I beli spender ni okay tak?"
I jadi dumb. One thing about me, kalau I baca novel or ada orang bercerita (baca: membawang) pada I, projektor dalam otak I ni akan tunjuk gambar instead of perkataan. Jadi bila dia tanya macam tu, a mental image of him just wearing that particular spender will be marked in my head. I tak pernah nampak dia shirtless, so my imagination can go wild!
I won't tell you guys his physical or what kind of spender that he showed me. Cukuplah sekadar I cakap I can't unimagine that. I dapat rasa semua darah I dah naik ke muka. Perasaan I je kot sebab dia masih tunggu jawapan I.
"Well, I tak tahu what kind of underwear yang you ada and I tak rasa you that kind of person yang akan tunjuk your underwear to everyone. Kalau you berkenan, you belilah." Setenang-tenang alam jawapan I.
He did beli. And a few days later, Ferdi cakap pada I betapa selesanya spender Uniqlo tu. *facepalm*
Tu baru sorang. I sambung esok ye. Dah terlebih perkataan ni. 😱
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Do I not looked like a girl in front of my friends, especially the guys? Either I'm not feminine enough for them to see me that way or they were too comfortable with me without noticing how blushed I am about certain things.
It's like this. Sometimes, like everyone else, I will hang out, window shopping or even have the best dinner in the worst diner et cetera with my friend. Well, who doesn't, right? So one fine day I'm with Ferdi, this one guy from work, went to Uniqlo.
He likes to have new things in his wardrobe and that time I'm available. So, why not? As long as he don't drag or manipulate me to buy them too. Hehe
"Wow, they're having discount for guy's underwear. And they have my size!" Ferdi was excited. Obviously, that's my que to go anywhere except that part of the store. I'm interested to buy this one reversible parka in girl's area. So I left Ferdi to do anything he want with his underwear-to-be.
Long story short, he came to me, running like those one cute toddler, while waving his underwear-to-be in the air.
"Do you think I look good in this one?"
I was dumb-stunned. One thing about me, if I read novels or someone tell (read:gossip) me about something, my brain will show me pictures instead of words. When he asked me something like that, a mental image of him just wearing that particular underwear will be marked in my head. I never saw him shirtless, so my imagination can go wild!
I won't tell you guys his physical or what kind of underwear that he showed me. I can't unimagine that from my head, enough said. I felt all my blood rised up to my face. But that's just me as he was still waiting for my answer.
"Well, I have no idea what kind of underwear that you have back home or wearing right now and I don't think you that kind of person that will show your underwear to everyone. If you like it, make it yours," I manage to say this to him, as calm as lake.
He did bought the underwear. And a few days later, Ferdi told me how comfy those underwear from Uniqlo. *facepalm*
And that just one guy, okay. I'll tell you the rest tomorrow. Looks like I overword this chapter. 😱
