I spent my weekend with Nik. She arrived around 11 and she had to listen to my mom’s talking. Around 1 a.m we headed to uptown. She eat chicken chop and I only have 1 packet of cigarettes.
Then we went for shopping. Imagine shopping at uptown. What did I get? Seluar cerut2 for RM 38 and a shawl for..10 ringgit!! Bapak the murah ok..And Nik was like..crazy.She bought like..2 seluar..2 t-shirt and a shawl.Met Kak Ezza there..and she ‘complimented’ that I am getting fatter. Oh she also asked me why do I look like..shit..Not only herla but nana wafa and gerek also asked me the same question.Heshh..kenapa bile aku slekeh2 mestila jumpa orang2 yg aku kenal..ramai plak tu..
Around 4 a.m..I had to drag Nik home coz I’m so sleepy. On our way to her car a motorcycle came along. The driver drove his vehicle near me. Seeing that the machine will probably knock me down I dodged a bit. U know what the bloody hell backseat passenger did ? As soon as they approached me he stretches out his hand and groped me. Well, since I dodged earlier he just managed to grab my arms instead of ‘other’ thing. It left red marks on my arm..Sakitt tau tak??Busuk punye orang!!
The moral of the story is..If you have any child..make sure you educate them well..So takdelah die besa nanti,pantang jumpa pompuan je nak meraba!!Terasa sungguh ternoda aku..iskh..iskh
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Okay.So i finally did spilled what i’ve been holding inside to mom. About what i felt and also about what he felt. About our situation and about the pressure that we are bearing. I thought it would be good to let her know how we feel.Instead it feel even worst.
She sound frusfurated and i feel bad. Really bad.
“Fine, i won’t be mentioning about that thing after this.I will just keep my mouth shut”
I really yearn to hear her say those words actually, but when she finally did..I wish i never mentioned anything to her. I wish i would just keep it to myself and let it hurt me instead of hurting her.
I feel like crying at this moment. And it become worst when he didn’t understand how am i feeling..When i know he won’t do anything about this.
Mak, i’m so sorry.I promise that thing will happen..soon.
Please dun cry anymore.
+Its never between her and you.It’s always her+
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Stress is when mom keeps nagging me about when are yamyam’s parents coming.
Stress is when me and my mom don’ talk to each other anymore because of that.
Stress is when yamyam did nothing about it.
Stress is when my parents won’t accept the excuse of me being young and not ready for commitment.
Stress is when I actually don’t want to get married…yet.
Stress is when I had to abide my parents saying coz my dad is going away for two years.
Stress is when my future are being arranged by somebody else.
Stress is when I started to hate my job.
Stress is when you work in job agency but you can’t try out for any job offered.
Stress is when I feel like killing myself but I know I can’t
Stress is when you’re stuck and there’s nothing that you can do about it.
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