From time to time, this scene from the past flashes back into my mind. And everytime I think about it, I think it is wonderful to have somebody to love.
The lecturer wanted us to form a group of 3 for an assignment. Because it was still the start of a new semester in college, I barely knew everyone in class. I only have a friend with me who is also my housemate, hometown mate and ex-schoolmate.
Both of us were standing together, looking around in class, trying to look for a 3rd person.
A guy came up to us. The same guy whom I’ve caught staring at me in the class.
“Hello, my name is D.”
He said while reaching out his hand to shake hands with me.
“Can I join your group?”
My friend was hesitant about having him as a group member. Reason being we don’t know him well enough if he’s going to just be in the group and not do any work. But I already said yes so she didn’t have much of a choice to disagree and that if she does, we still don’t have a 3rd person to make us a company of 3.
That was how our friendship started.
He will always sit next to me. Whether it’s at the canteen or outside the examination hall. On a late weekend afternoon, sometimes we’ll go to the playground and sit on the swing while we talked. Sometimes, he’ll walk to my house to get me and then we’ll walk to the mamak stall together at 3 in the morning. It was also during one of the walking to the mamak stall that he first held my hand. Very nice.
There was one night when he was walking me home that it started to drizzle.
“I’ll get sick if we walk in the rain like that.” I said. I was just saying it as it is but I guess he took it very seriously.
He started pulling off his shirt and covered my head with it.
I was feeling like this…”CAN-YOU-PUT-ON-YOUR-SHIRT?-EVERYONE’S-LOOKING-AT-US!”
He put on his shirt again. Even though I thought he was out of his mind, I can’t help but feel that’s very sweet of him.
You have no idea what that action did to my heart. It melted with the rain. Forever yours.
Talking about rain, there was once when he walked to my house, carrying a box with computer speakers. It started raining heavily before he could reach my house. To make things worse, he didn’t carry his handphone with him. The only way he could get me to open the gate was to shout my name. I was in my room upstairs and with a rain like that, I couldn’t hear him shouting.
“I even shouted your full name!” He later explained when he got in. I did not open the gate for him. Guess what he did? He climbed over the fence and I have no idea how he did it. He then knocked on the door loudly and that was how I knew I have a visitor.
Wet and bleeding a little. He got himself hurt during the fence-climbing process. sakit hati aku. sakit hati aku.
Along the way, we went our separate ways. We dated other people. Sometimes he’ll appear and then he’ll disappear. Loved him. Hated him. I don’t know what lies beyond but I love him. I love him.