136. LosingAFriend

i once had a friend, a good dear friend,
She was a maxis help center staff at pulau tikus,
we've met in a strangest way i'd say,
it was a bus trip from Batewes to SungaiPtani,
I got into the bus, having to choose from sitting
on the side of a big indian uncle or a small
framed girl with her pink tudong and a blouse.
Cant remember other detail other than the nice smell
of cheap perfume.
We got acquainted during the trip.
the simple question u ask when chatting in EmAiArSi
A/S/L? :D with a smile.
But then there's nothing special about that isnt it?

i didnt took her number the first time i met her,
but meeting with her again the next sabtu after that
makes me think that its fate.
(Teramat la meluatnyer bila nak gunakan perkataan jodoh utk bebenda cenggini)
I got her number the third time she saved me a seat on
the bus. Different time, a late bus arriving to SungaiPtani by 1030
yet still she manage to be there.
(Ghost? yes i tot the same too, but ghost dont have numbers or uses a nokia cheap handphone)
We got closer and closer after that, a few lunch,
and lots and lots of phonecalls. I dont have my EX5 yet back then,
or else i'd be dating with her like ali and asmidar
somewhere in feringhi rock wahahah.

But it was that wretched night that i tried to call her,
COuldnt get her handphone so i called her house phone instead.
I have called her house phone a few time before, talked for hours.
'Hello, boleh cakap ngan siti mardinah?'
'err, tak der siti mardinah kat sini'
'eh.. yer ker? siti siti, sayer selalu panggil dia siti jer'
'ada pat siti kat sini, siti yang mana?'
a distance voice.. 'sape?' , 'laki nama pocket'
'hello pocket!! sorry, adik i tadi..' siti answered.
'eh, u bukan namer siti mardinah ker?'
'er, sorry, bukan..'
and after that i blurted out words that i'm not proud of.
i dont know why, just merely mad for being lied upon.
words by words shot out, not even trying to listen to her,
i even said ...
'go on deceiving people siti,
i hope u got a deceiving husband in return'
... and many more.
I can hear sobbing sound in the other end of the phoneline,
but rather than stopping, i choose to go on and on instead.
SHe did tried to defense herself but the dark side of me was
too smart for her, too persistent in blaming her till it
outsmart myself from seeing sense.
I even forgotten to ask her real name.
The shouting session ended with the slamming
of the phone and a number deleting session.
Well that was the impatient immatured me. The 'Gaki' in me.

The other me however cursed this act and wish that
i could call her up again and ask for forgiveness.
Kneel down if i have to, asking her to forget those words i've said.
i understand your reason,
it is just girls with real name issues,
u'r simply being carefull. i understand and I am sorry.
but dont punish me by leaving me.
(Eh? bunyi macam laki yang bininya lari la plak kan...)
ok let me rephrase that,
dont punish me by not being my friend.
Walking to SungaiPtani as a punishment or...
12pcs of KFC in 30 minutes punishment...
but dont punish me by leaving me...
(Dah jadi macam laki yang bininya lari balik...)
i need u in my phone number list.
i need u in my wedding invitation list.
i need u to see my newborn daughter.(Nanti)
i need to see u getting married.
i simply need u to be my friend.
we dont have to be calling 7 times a week,
but a call every eid would be enough.
or your daughter wedding invitation card.

last thing i've heard from her is that she becomes a teacher in SIK.
How many schools is there in SIK yah pocketeers? any pocketeers know?
I might be going to seek one by one.

Just a CurHat, its going to be januari soon,
remembered that song January by an indonesian singer.
as a matter of fact, i did slammed the phone on january.