A special edition for my small circle.
Did I Say "I Do"?
by Blair BW
Part 1
Sunshine comes to all who feel rain.
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This life is the story I have always wanted to tell.
I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality,
I'd find you.
and I'd choose you.
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I woke up feeling numb, a terrible headache and all sort of sore in every inch of my body.
Today I have a domestic flight to Adelaide.
Buduh oh! Why did I drink too much last night? I couldn’t handle my kogutan. Dengan segala tenaga yg ada, sa paksa bangun. Sebelum keluar bilik, ada dua beg dekat pintu. Kepala sa masih lagi loading. Did I pack my stuff last night?
Sa keluar and my dear handsome husband stood in the kitchen doing his usual routine – mixing his green juice and protein, sort of.
He was wearing his black jacket and his boots. His hair was still wet, and clean shaven face. I guessed he's going for work trip cos he usually wear smart casual for normal office-day.
“Lambat juga ko pulang semalam?” he asked, half concern or maybe just mad.
I came home at 3am as far as I remember.
“I need water.”
He took a bottle and opened for me.
“I’ll be away for 1 week. While I’m not here, please behave and don’t get in trouble”, he said.
Sa minum tu air trus berkerut dahi sa.
“Napa ko cakap gitu? Lucu..” I said.
“I mean it.”
I thought we live as normal as other married couple do. We have different opinions over so many things, alright I’ll admit mine are sometimes crazy, his are very logical but I guess I won most of the talking.
“Oh I hate that look!” I told him.
“Apa?”
That look that made me feel I did something he did not approve. But I did not say that out loud.
Silence.
I looked at him trying to find my words but he just walked away. Ya begitu lah si J. He will try to avoid every possibility of us arguing over something that will make us regret later.
Sa ikut si J masuk di bilik. I found him trying to organize my small luggage.
Deep in my heart, sa rasa sakit. Why does he have to be this kind and sweet.
J remained silent.
All this time, he was just trying to make me feel that it is okay.
I hugged him from behind.
“Stop it..” I said.
He stopped doing what he was doing.
“No, I meant stop this..”
He sighed, turned around facing me and hugged me back.
Those entire burdens on my shoulder and in my head started to feel so heavy.
