A phone call

My phone rang when I was deep in sleep.

Without looking at the screen, I picked up the call,

thinking nobody else would be on the other line except

my darling mom. But...

H: Oi, apasal tak wish orang ha?

Me: *looking at the screen and swearing who the hell

is on the line*

Found out it was him.

And I answered...

Me: Oh, nantilah... wish dengan hadiah skali nanti.

Bagi alamat rumah lah ea?

H: Takyah lah, orang nak datang Segamat. Ada Karisma.

Boleh lah bawak orang jalan2 Segamat.

(Karisma is a sports event)

Me: *silent*

I laughed when I heard about him coming here.

It was few months ago when I saw the poster, got excited and

a thought came to my mind.

"H must be joining this. I'm going to see him! Tapi alamak,

it's on November lah. I won't be here anymore. Too bad."

The thought faded away within seconds.

Surprisingly, it is happening. I noticed one thing,

I didn't get excited anymore when he told me about it.

Probably because I'm no longer interested or

because I just woke up from sleep.

Then I realized, I am feeling excited because

I ask myself to think about it.

In conclusion,

I am definitely confused.

ps: Too bad I didn't feel 'blooming' inside when he said

he is coming over. You know, the feeling which makes you feel

so beautiful, feeling which makes your world turns colorful.

I used to have that feeling.