Bila Nenek Membebel

1. i saw your page. Seems like you have a new girl, don’t you? And you said you miss me.

But I’m thankful. Because for the first time, I looked at them and never felt anything.

Not.A.Single.Thing.

And for that, I’m thankful.

Alhamdulillah.

2. You called. Again. I know I sound happy. I sound happy because I AM happy. And you sound…

…miserable.

And for that, I’m thankful.

Alhamdulillah.

3. P/S: Person in point number (1) and point number (2) are not the same people.

And for that, I’m thankful.

Alhamdulillah…

Masa aku di djaman universiti dulu, I was not known for my ‘hardworking-ness’.  Aku selalu tido je walaupun semua org tgh struggling wat esemen, projek, test and all the what-not. Shira and Asiah (my x-rumets) can testified to that.

Masalahnye, aku sedar aku ni pemalas, tp nk bgn dr tdo and study tu…heiii…sebahagian hidup! (And mebi aku leh salahkan UTP sbb sediakan prasarana yg selesa? Hahaha) Lepas tu ade hati plk nk mengadu kt rumets yg aku risau, caner la result peksa aku nnt ni.

Then masa grad dulu, aku balik awal atas sbb yg tak dpt dielakkan (will tell you all what really happen during this time in the near future. Hihi). So transkrip tu aku mntk tlg Asiah tlg amekkan sbb dia ddk area Wangsamaju je. Sng aku nk collect.

Theeeeen…masa nk amek dr Asiah tu, Asiah ngusik aku kata “hebat gila ko Miza. Aku tgk CG ko 3.5 something. Asyik tdo pun leh score”. (Ye, walopon korg dgr tu mcm kutuk, tp aku dh sygkn minah sekor ni to the point klu dia kutuk pun aku rasa itu lawak. Hahaha)

I was puzzled with the remarks until I saw the Final CGPA written on top of the transcript. It showed…

…3.53!!!!

Holy God!

Macammana aku leh dpt CG byk camtu? Aku pun pelik gk tgk CG tu sbb tak masuk akal ok. My CGPA during second last semester in UTP was…err…reaching 3.  Then masa final sem, I was shy 0.02 points from Dean’s List. So macam mana Cumulative Points aku leh tetiba jd 3.5??? Pelik tak?

Aku ngadu kt bf aku, dia kata “Klu awak score 3.5 then dia tulis 3 pointer, then barulah valid klu awk nk merungut. Ini dia kasi higher. Bersyukurla. Pinjaman MARA tu kira free la.”

PAstu aku terdiam. OKla, betul la tu dia letak CG aku lagi tinggi so watpe aku nk merungut, but still… rasa cam guilty plk sbb mcm I don’t deserve that. Hey, I know la what with my good luck charm and everything memungkinkn benda yg impossible tu jd possible. Tp ini waaaaay beyond lucky!

Tapi klu nk jadi budak lurus, naif dan baeeek sgt pun, aku ni still pemalas. So aku mcm mls nk trn Perak just sbb nk suruh derg tkr CG aku jadi…errr…lebih rendah. Lagipun let me tell you, staff UTP sure akan wat muka tak puas hati sbb tambahkn keje derg (ok, aku still igt the kerek-ness of some of UTP’s staff) . And for sure aku kene byr utk tukar transkrip. Walaupun silap tu mebi punca dr derg.  So pehal plk aku nk nyusahkn diri dtg balik ke pekan koboi tu, jumpa staff kerek and have to pay some money some more utk turunkn CG aku?

Sounds pretty stupid to me… Hahaha

“How are you gonna propose to me?” asked her without taking up her head from the magazine she religiously bought and read every month. His expression clearly mirrored the puzzlement he felt. He peeked at her magazine. Surely enough, the article was about “100 different ways on how to propose to her”.

He chuckled.

“You know, I still expect you to propose to me even though you’re sure as hell I’m gonna say yes” she demanded.

“Then why should I propose when I already knew the answer? The purpose of proposal is to see if the proposee will accept the proposal of the proposer,” he teased her, trying hard to hide his smile when her eyes flashed with fine rage.

“Because I’m worth it.” she replied saucily. He laughed. He loved it when she chose to use humor instead of anger she rightfully felt.

“Well, let see…” he scratch his chin thoughtfully while eyeing her through the corner of his eyes. She light up visibly and once again decide to tease her. “I’ll give you a dozen roses and chocolates, and the ring will be in one of the chocolate.” he answered, knowing full well that she hates the method, which she called ‘manual for the lazy, uninspiring, boring and unimaginative man’. “Oh,” she said dispassionately. “In that case, I’ll have to reject you,” she threatened.

He chuckled. As if.

She waited for him to correct himself. When he continued to regard her with his mischiveous smile, she smacked his shoulder as hard as she can. She only stopped when he pretended it hurts.

And she still expected to be proposed because she is a princess, and expected to be treated like one.

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p/s: he didn’t propose, but his family will formally asked for her hand by this end of this month. Pray for her happiness, for she is worth it. =]