Friday, January 25, 2013

ops, he is younger than me

Hi! Waiting for my car to be serviced. My son is playing his PSP while my husband is looking at Honda cars outside. I like my car but I feel more comfortable driving husband's car, Suzuki swift. Everything is easy and smooth with his car. I begged my husband to let me drive his car at least once a week. I think all the ladies out there agree with me. Even my student, rudrapreya told me that she will buy this kind of car one day. Oh ya today's topic........old ladies vs young man. Well...my eldest brother's wife is older than him, jepun's husband is younger than her........I think it is OK but not to me. I don't know I just feel weird. My first experience was when I was on the way to kl. Had to take a bus and I was alone. I sat next to a Chinese boy. He was so tall. Quite a friendly boy. He talked about his college and I told him about my life at university. I looked at him and said this boy can be my boyfriend. Oh ya, he was a basketball player. Then, the sad story came out when i told him that I studied at tbs when I was in lower six. He asked me what year....I said 1988. And he was so happy to tell me that he was in form two. Straightaway, I stopped talking and looked away. He came close to me, our shoulders touched and he looked at the mirror in front of us and said," tapi kalau orang tengok, nampak umur sama aje." Oh ya, that boy spoke b.melayu fluently. Then, the bus stopped. Really like a gentleman, he let me walk first and he followed me. After that we walked together. He kept talking and I kept quiet. In my mind, how to get rid of this boy and i succeeded. Thanks to the traffic light. I still remembered his face when i turned around. He was shocked because I just left without saying good bye. When I told my friends about him, all of them were so angry. I told them that i had my boyfriend already in UKm so i don't want to create problem. Hiiii....that night I could not sleep, thinking of that boy. There was a regret but..nak buek camno. Then, the same problem at my first school in kl. I was a teacher there. That boy was 16 years old. I taught him ekonomi asas. He was so good lending me his books. Rich boy, I guess. I never asked. He did send me a song request but I did not hear. Then, one day he told me that he wanted to come to my house. He wanted to take me to melaka. I looked at him and said that I was getting engaged on that day. He was so shocked and looked angry. I still taught him when he was in form 5. Haiiii....that boy. All his friends came to my wedding except him. If i was not engaged also, I would not accept him. Why? Simple, he was younger than me!

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