No Sex, No Friendship - Part II

It was a breezy Friday afternoon; I walked alone to Menara Telekom, to settle my suspended telephone line. Can see now how efficient Telekom Bhd work, they never failed to suspend my phone line right after a day of the due date. Excellente.

While Im ranting with hates towards Telekom Bhd efficiency, I heard a rushing steps behind me. I turned to my right, there, our eyes met. To me, he is very good looking stranger with sweetest pheromone. As he walked in front of me, I can’t help but automatically feast my eyes on his rear sight, which is extremely perfect like a KEN’s Barbiedoll. I observed his fresh short cut hair, his wide shoulder, down to his muscular butt and elongated pair of leg. I love the way he dressed and his jeans fit perfectly to his KEN doll figure.

Suddenly he turned back and looked at me, I faster looked away, worry that he might catch me red handed checking his rear. I slower down my step, to let him disappear together with my embarrassments.

Not long before the heat on my face had it chance to cool down, there he was, again, at the Telekom front counter, holding his bills. Well, I guess we were fated to bump into each other twice that day. He smiled at me and asked “paying the bills too?”. I nodded and smiled back because I never thought this KEN doll would speak to me. I took my number and sat waiting for my turn.

I saw him settling his stuff, cut down his old internet line (that was what he told me) over the counter while I sat firmly on the sofa behind, wishing that he will not see me. But before my wish reaches the 7th sky, he already got up, walked towards me and sat next to me with his killing smile, initiated the conversation. We chatted a bit until my queue number up, I was so relieved. I don’t know why I felt so intimidated by him.. maybe because I had hurt enough by such angelic face before and made me swear not to sit less than 5 feet from those heavenly creature.

But tell me, how to stay away from them, if this one keep coming under my nose like I am holding his half missing magnet bar? After done with my payment, I saw him waited for me at the free internet surfing area and quickly ran to catch up with me.

“Hey, are you working here?”
No, but nearby.. there, at the next building
“What kind of company are you working with?”
Travel Agency…
“Wow, we work in the same line lah”

When I heard that, I thought he also work with one of the travel agency. That explained why he keep tailing me, maybe he saw me somewhere at those hotelier functions and events. So I stopped walking, suddenly I felt ok as if I just got recovered from bad H1N1 fever. “Oh? Which travel agent you working with?”. I asked him gleefully.

“Ermm not any Travel Agency.. but with MAS Airline. So basically we are in the same line right?”
WHAT – THE – HELL. His statement hit me and sent me right to the earth core.
I hate MAS Steward, I hate MAS Pilot, I hate MAS air craft Engineer, I hate all men who related to MAS Airline!