whoaaaaa.. i can tell it's chinese new year when the airport is full of chinese. my favourite spot before taking off: KFC, Kuching International Airport, by the glass window. watching the sea of people in the departure hall. i just love the view from up here. watching the sexy chinese girls with hot shorts, and furry jacket, exposing their fair and flawless thigh. auuuuugaaaaaa!
among them all, only one catches my eyes. she's obviously not a chinese. i can see that we don't share the same religion too. a pink scarf wrapped nicely around her head, matched with a nice simple baju kurung. she sat sits there alone reading a book. from the cover, it's Emma Donoghue's "Room". i watch as she giggles and smiles. never seen such a cute adorable smile.
stalking a girl is so not macho. aiyaaa.. i must chase that girl. even though she's obviously a muslim, my heart says go for it. so i grab my bagpack and proceed to the departure hall.
shit! long queue. o boy o boy o boy...!
urgh! finally! MUST.FIND.GIRL!
"passengers for flite MHxxxx to Bintulu, please proceed to Gate 2 for boarding, thank you."
eh? where she go? was she only in my imagination? i know i should act faster. i saw a girl who could totally change my whole life, but i blew it. could she be an angel? well she was right there reading and poof! she's no where to be seen. oh well.. i better get going now before i miss my flight. i 'm not flying on chinese new year.. no way jose!
seat number 11F. damn this ah so has so many things. they must be for her grandchildren.
almost there. eh? my angel! seat 10F! there she is! still reading the same book. and there's the smile again! now look who's lucky. who knows we might get to know each other in this 50 minutes flight? teehee~ ok i sound so not macho right now but who cares.
sitting right behind her. i can smell the fruity fragrance which i'm guessing it's from her. what should i do? shake her seat?? no no no.. that'll be so rude. pass a note?? naaah~
i can hear my heart thumping so fast, even faster than the plane. this flight feels longer than it should be. can't stop thinking about her sitting in front of me. i wonder if she's still reading the book.
"the plane will be landing shortly. please fasten your seatbelt, bla bla bla.."
i must act now. maybe i could help her with her bags in the bag compartment! yes! that's it! whatever it is, i must get to know her. at least her name.
there she is alone. so cute. she smiles at me. i smile back. so cute!
"do you need help with your bag miss?"
"oh, no thanks. this is my only hand luggage."
"oh ok. after you?"
"thank you."
another smile.
so i decided to walk with her maybe have a little chat and ask her name maybe her phone number or where she's staying and invite her to my house for chinese new year! and if i'm lucky, on a date? teehee~
yippee!
and the rest is history.
p/s: this is my first attempt of writnig a short story. ^^
