D8- Part 1

i was getting ready. Marissa meniarap on my bed. kaki wiggling like a puppy.

"are you sure u kenal mamat ni?" i asked.

"yeah. he's okay. your taste. body tegap. tinggi. bulu-bulu muka. bulu dada. yang pentinggggg, muka melayu" selamba badak Marissa jawab. macam broker jantan you kan.

she knew i taste kat malay penis sajork. or either brazilian. or persian. or some hot scruffy Aussie's surfer dudes. Hanry Golding pon boleh~

she met this guy. younger than her. kawan-kawan class pilates katanya. the one who doesnt look so gay at all. and few chapter of shit happens. and Marissa kenalkan kat i. Marissa memang MakHayam besar KL. gila jantan tak kenal Marissa? i ni laen la. patient coma. patient semput. patient dah nak mati. cane je nak laku.

selalu. she's my matchmaker. my date-setter. bukan the first time. as she know my jodoh harammm tak penah kekal. cakap? bunga ape je i tak penah mandi? teh bunga? bunga api? bunga telur?

i never met this guy. few chats hat FB and phonecalls. layan.

he's works with media. semua orang kenal. connections sana sini. hookups or fuckups? lets just.. give it a try.

i pakai pink dress. sleeveless. lepastu sarong my black cardigan. i let my hair loose. dengan harapan naik seri muka yang macam kuih seri muka neh.

i tak bagi dia amek kat rumah. Ma banyak tanya nanti. i cakap nak keluar jumpa kawan je. betul la kawan? kannnn. Ma still dekat umah auntie anna. i sneak out, indirectly.


"Miss Markisa, perfume apa malam ni?" Marissa pose mekap artis pondan.

"hmmm. lemme see. pewangi jenazah pun boleh" i carot.

"hish. pewangi jenazah tu nanti. Anna Sui or Britney Spears yang da nak abes ni?"

"dua dua Chi takmau. satu bau nyonya. satu bau pelachur. i need something fruity"

Marissa spray something kat leher i. and kemaskan my hair. look at my reflections through the mirror. i looked back. muka i ngan muka Marissa tak same. i rasa dia cantik. Ma slalu joking kejam "you anak jiran perhaps".


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"takut lah" i cakap.

"takut apa? nak boyfren ke tidak?" Marissa carot.

"NAK. but do i look desperate? do i look okay?"

"everyone's deperate. but its up to you pandai cover ke tidak. you look gorgeous sayang" Marissa memandai.

siap-siap. i hug her goodbye. "thanks sayang" i said. she angguk. indirectly telling 'go now. i takde masa nak layan leleh leleh teharu. jijik'

"MARKISA!" when i tengah masuk kereta.

"what?"

"your phone, wallet segala. bawak clutch bag kosong je? motep?"

"my oh my. thanks. I NEVESSSSSS". Marissa geleng kepala.

i drove away. Marissa waved and tutup pagar rumah.


...to be continued