ELOHIM: The god who Loves Me

Chapter I ELMO

He was so perfect. I don't know how he does it but he exactly knows what I like and how to handle my mood swings. I had three boyfriends before and all are short live. I don't know if it was me or them was the problem, but I don't give it much thought for I was too busy with a lot of things, my work, my hobbies and my pets.

Elmo is quite an elegant YUPies or short for young urban professional. Aside from running his own modest company, he never misses our important dates, never been late to pick me up, and never fails to make me "kilig." He is a gift from heaven.

I never ask for someone like him but he just fall on my lap, metaphorically of course. But sometimes can't help to think that lady luck smiles on me on that uneventful day that I met him. He was my knight in shining armour that scary night I was cornered by group of thugs. It's like watching NEO of Matrix fighting live with poetic movements of John Preston's Gramaton Cleric persona in Equilibrium.

Five gangsters' singlehandedly he fought without a sweat. My late dad would be enjoying that "ala FPF" scene if he was with me on that dark alley. Elmo was there. He was there to save me. I don't know him that time and I don't know why he was there during that time.

I was there watching him. I was there...... my heart beats stopped as he stepped forward towards me. Damn, he is handsome. So angelically handsome, one might easily attracted to him. His voice... ohhh it is so manly. As he asked me if I was okay I passed out and next thing I knew I was in emergency room of a classy metro hospital. He saved me and now I..... I love him.