68. Flirt III

now pocket...
u must remember the cat woman and her 'nak!' story right?
the story i'm about to tell u today happened before

her PettyCashForm story.
i hope this one is the finale but u never know...

lightning may strike.
there i was walking to the production floor.
Trying to get a completed car audio set disassembled.
reached the repair station and there she was standing there doing her work.

as far as i know her work would be
being beautiful.
being Cute
being deliciously attractive.
approached her, she smiled at me and i smiled back.
lets name her Ima, its easier for me to write.
'ima, ni nak mintak bukak set ni sat boleh?'
'ok, anything utk pocket, kasi ima tgk sat'
'umph douzo' i said handing the set to her, she verified the set and sighed.
'sorry ima tak leh bukak la, not authorized'
'lah yer ker, ima tak leh tulung bukak jgak ker, bukan nyer ado orang tgk pun'
'tak boleh!! nanti orang marah, ima tak mau bukak lah!!'
'alaaa... kalau ima tak bukak macam mana saya nak buat keja? Bukak la pleaseee.'
and then she caught it.
the whole conversation has just changed color to blue. But instead of stopping, she choose to ride the wave.
'ima bukan tak nak bukak, cuma tak boleh bukak kat sini lah' her smile giving more and more astraying message.
'abih kat mana ima buleh bukak?' pocket was so blunt, if he is a knife, u couldnt differentiate him from a block of wood.
'kat umah kiter buleh la, i can bukak, and stay terbukak, eheh' she paused and chuckled

'tapi kan...' she said with those husky and low voice.
keeping her voice down... half whispering.
Shrugging her shoulder placing her elbow on the table.
The elbow was near to each other.
One hand was supporting her chin and the other
was somewhat like caressing the table.
'tapi kan...' Blunt pocket just imitating her intonation.
'tapi kan.. u kena tanya husband i dulu!' smiling mischiefly...
'hehehe, kalau gitu sy cari cik kadir jer lah:D, dia mungkin authorized repairer kut :D' pocket said pointing both of his finger to Ima like Jerry McGuire.
Terrified. shocked. still smiling but with a slight grossness.
'OK Ima, daaaa...' pocket said as he was leaving.
Pocket left the scene of crime without even waiting for the catwoman to say good bye.
Praying to god, 'please dont let me stumble over her again' huhuhuuuuuuuuuu

There u go pocket...
the reason why i didnt wanna get involved with the catwoman,
u know those eerie feeling u feel on your neck after an encounter with a ghost or anything like it?... am feeling it right now.