Friday, July 31, 2009


weaving through subang jaya traffic on WPS 9601.
the wind blowing her black leather jacket, making her feel as if she's the queen of the road.

eyes squinting, she hugged her rider tight. his warm body feel as comforting as ever.

if the time would stop, this was the perfect moment. she felt as if all her trouble was blown away by the impact of the scooter that was cruising fast.

she didn't want to have a destination, she wanted the moment, the elecrticity she felt right then. it gave her shivers, a chill through her body.

her fingers danced to the vibrations of the speed. her stomach did backflips, and her lips carved a seductive smile.

she wanted him, her rider, her love of her life to be with her always.

they arrived at a hilltop, overviewing Bangsar, and he laid out a checkered picnic blanket. he took out a bottle of bubbly and a scrumptious-looking buffet that he made from scratch.

*mmmm* she mumbles. this is perfect. from afar, they could see skyscrapers blinking, motorcars whizzing by, and she got lost in her thoughts.

an embrace from her back woke her up from her thoughts. she smiled a heart-melting smile, and turned around to face her soulmate.

he swept her off her feet, carrying her to the blanket and laid her down. they conversed, their eyes full of sparkle. it was dessert already, oh how time flies by. he said he has a surprise. he opened a container with tiramisu in it. she gasped.

she was instantly brought back to her favourite accident, the day they first met.

Secret Recipe Taipan. They fought over who should have the last piece of Tiramisu on display. He gave in, she went home smiling. They met up frequently then, just as coffee buddies, but it is undeniable chemistry that they had. They went out from SR that day, two weeks after their first encounter, holding hands.

Any way to make her pleased, her lover learned how to bake her Tiramisu. and tonight, he surprised her. as they were enjoying their sweet dessert, something in her mouth made her heart stopped beating.

she took out that piece of distraction, stared at it, and cried.

he bent down on one knee, and said "will you do me the honour of being my wife?" he smiled, and kissed her on the forehead.

she was speechless, nodded her head profusely. "yes, yes, and a million times yes" tears stream down her flushed cheeks.

they got lost in each other's embrace, and the rest, was history.

1 comment:

sleepee sumo said...

i like very very very much.and i want that to happen to me.haha