non-chemistry

i wanted to sit down and chat with pharhunt, that’s why i chose to wait for him to finish his task. kalau nak pegi makan kat mc d pun aku tak kisah. in this vintage brocade kurung moden. nonetheless, we sudu-sudu the nasi, the kurma daging, tenggiri masak acar — ayam goreng madu dah habis — he took some kerabu or salad or whatever while i just helped myself to pulut udang panggang. napkin and cutleries, then we chose the meja hujung dunia.

he commented that as we walked through, people would looked at him, then at me and concluded: a couple. rujuk kembali posting terdahulu.

as we sat and made ourselves comfy, pharhunt was irked with the used napkin that was in front of him. dia jentik the used napkin away which trotted along to my way.

… pharrr-hunnt!
(gelak suka hati. kalau boleh berguling, memang dia akan aku rasa) sorry sorry! tak romantik langsung!
… it’s not about romantic… it’s… unhygienic.
tak nak, romantik? tak nak?
… romantic it is, to propose by luring me out of the ballroom and made me run with you crossing the highway yang separa busy?
yes, itu memang romantik! in fact, itulah dia maksud sehidup semati! aku propose kau… kau accept… lepas tu kita dua mati kena langgar kereta kat tengah highway. sehidup… dan… semati.