Listening to F.i.R. - Wo Men De Ai (Our Love)

I've just got back from playing football, and i've got a bump on my right shin the size of an egg. Now i'm just hobbling about all over the place. Great.

Anyway, the wife's on a vacation to an island resort somewhere in Oman. She says the views are stunning, the food is good and she wishes i was there with her. Like i'm not wishing the same thing too =P

Hmm.. looking back through my past posts, i've never told you readers out there how i and the wife met, and subsequently got together. Since i am in the mood to blog, i'll tell you guys the story, of how one very cynical, pessimistic guy fell head-over-heels in love.

It was summer, during the 'Perayaan' celebrations in KB. Me and my B.I.A. Fadhlan were walking around the stalls, looking for a good place to eat. Since we were in the mood for a bit of seafood, we stopped at this particular 'gerai', 'cause i could smell very tasty seafood cooking in the back(i still remember the number of the 'gerai', number 11 =) So me and my bro parked there, and we ordered some food.

During that day i was in absolutely no mood for the opposite sex; i just got out of a very very bad relationship with the worst of things, a liar. So i wasn't really hyped up when Fadhlan said 'hey, that's Baby'. Now, Baby is my Missy's sister, though i didn't know it at the time. Not wanting to be a spoilsport, i told my bro to call them over, since he was all hyped up on seeing Baby again, after being in a very strange relationship with her two years ago. But that's another story.

So, Fadhlan texted Baby up and asked her if she would join us for a while. After a few moments of anxiety (on Fadhlan's part, not mine), she replied to his text, agreeing. And sure enough, a couple of minutes later there she was, with her sister in tow. After the preliminary linguistic boxing, she agreed to sit down with us for a while.

All this time i stayed quiet, as i am not acquainted with either Baby or Missy at the time. But then i did try to join in the conversation, asking them where they met, how do they (Baby and Fadhlan) know each other. Heh... my devilry was at work here, as i knew the story about those two beforehand, but i pretended not to, so that i could ask some really awkward questions. During the conversation Missy stayed quiet, although she did answer a couple of questions i aimed at her. She is the shy sort, after all. But that only makes her more cuter to me ;)

After a time, the two sisters made their excuses, and left. Fadhlan was all goggle-eyed, i guess the parting he and Baby experienced two years ago was not without some feelings still attached. I was noncommital about the whole thing, as i was still brooding over my own personal breakup.

But the funny thing was, the short conversation i had with Missy at the 'gerai' kept replaying itself in my mind all throughout the night. I kept thinking about the things she said, even though most of them were monosyllabic in nature =P This persisted late into the night, even after me and Fadhlan went home from the 'Perayaan' (he was sleeping over at my place, if i remember correctly).

At home, i asked Fadhlan a couple of things about the two sisters. Straight away Fadhlan raised one eyebrow, and asked me, 'You're interested in Missy, aren't you?'. I guess he knows me better than i know myself. He brushed off my denials with a wave of the hand, and said 'Don't sweat it, i'll get her phone number for you. That is what you want, isn't it?'.

Yes, i am a very big scaredycat when it comes to things like asking someone for their phone number, especially if the person i'm asking is the equivalent of an earthbound angel, if not more beautiful. When i think about it, i am still thanking the heavens for allowing Fadhlan to ask Baby for Missy's number, and to my eternal chagrin (at the time) allow him to give Missy a misscall using my phone. I guess the heavens were forcibly pointing me in the right direction, even though i started the journey with some very big help from my friends.

For all the encouragement i got from my brothers to wake up and move on, and some personal intervention from Fadhlan, i thank you guys =) I owe you all a favour too big to ever repay in kind, but i'll try my best to =)

So, after that misscall, and some very tentative texting on both of our parts, we started going out together. Although these 'dates' were peppered with some very hilarious moments, i got to know Missy pretty well. But then i still remember the first time we went out together, which i will always remember for the very very awkward self-consciousness the both of us felt at the time.

The five of us (me, Fadhlan, Baby, Missy and their older brother, Jerry) went out for lunch at a restaurant in Seria. That was the first time me and Missy went out together after expressing some mutual interest through the texts and the single phonecall (before which i was pacing all over the place, to the annoyance of my brothers who were playing videogames).

During the entire meal, me and Missy didn't exchange a single word, not even a casual 'Hi'. That was how awkward the both of us felt. Fadhlan and Baby were very annoyed at this, i could tell. Fadhlan kept saying, 'Missy, have you met *my name*?'. I felt like beating him over the head with a sharp object. But the both of us remained stubborn in our embarrasment towards each other.

Thinking back, i guess the feelings were starting to emerge for the both of us. I was starting to notice things about her which i never realised beforehand, how she cocks her head whenever someone's addressing her directly, how she poises herself when walking, and in particular how breathtakingly beautiful she is whenever she smiles.

I do think that smile of hers was the ultimate ticket for me; particularly the one she gave me as i was dropping her off outside the gates of her house after the first date. As she was getting out of the car, i just said 'Bye' to her. She turned and gave me the most dazzling, most heart-stopping-soul-aching-knee-shakes-inducing smile i've ever seen in my life. Fadhlan had to shout into my face to wake me up from the sudden reverie that i sunk into.

I still remember what Fadhlan said to me afterwards, 'Boy, you're in love now'. And indeed, i was =)

For every day of the week before i had to return to the UK (this was in August), my relationship with Missy went from strength to strength. I made it a point to text her daily, and if possible to see her during the day before our nightly going out. It seemed to me during this time i was so deliriously happy with myself. I was ecstatic, over the moon, whatever. I finally know how it feels like to be head-over-heels in love with someone. And it is my most humble of opinions that i could not have fallen in love with someone better.

Indeed, she complements me in every single manner possible, and i to her. We both loved the same things, hated the same things, laughed at the same jokes, we were extremely comfortable around each other, all the cliches of relationships that is portrayed in movies. Yep, me and Missy had all of that, but what we had was infinitely better, as it is real.

Once, i was wondering when (if at all possible) i would find someone who will be the source of my happiness, in all things. Now, between bouts of fervent prayers of thanks to God, i'm still wondering what good deed i've done to have Missy in my life. But i'm not questioning anything, as i could not ask for more than what i have now with my Missy =)

That's the story (or at least a condensed form of it) of how the Guy who believed only certain types of people would ever find true love(another different story altogether), fell in love.

Sevenstars, out.