It was nearly 10 pm when Zikri finally finished up the
assignment which he had to submit during the morning lecture the next day. He
took a deep breath of satisfaction and took a glance at his roommate’s whom was
lying on the bed reading comic while listening to the walkman.
“Mate! Wanna go out for a drink?” He turned around and
looked straight at his room-mate.
“What? Did you say anything?” asked his roommate, while
unplugging the earphone from his ears and looking back at him.
“Yes! I’m asking if you wanna go out for a drink! I’ve
finished my assignment and could use a cup of coffee or something…” He answered
while walking towards the cupboard near the door, and took out a jacket from
the cupboard.
His roommate just gave him a grin. “I guess, I can’t…
eheheheh, may be next time ehheheh”.
“Hmm… OK… I understand. Looks like marka is more important than a roommate huh?” Zikri replied, opened
the door and walked out without looking at his roommate.
Ever since his roommate met a girl from the Faculty of
Veterinary Science, a few weeks ago, they never went out together anymore. In
fact, they had not been to the cinema as usual when there was a new movie
showing. His roommate spent most of the time with the girl and sometimes, came
back very late at night when he had already been asleep.
Zikri walked down the stairs to the ground level of his
block. The surrounding was so quiet that night. Most of the students resided at
the hostel still had night lectures since they were all from the same
matriculation stream. He was in TESL matriculation and there were no lectures
at night.
As he approached the lounge of his block, there was a girl
passed by on the corridor walking towards the hostel main office building. The girl
was also looking at him in a glance and he could see her smiling at him, as she
strolled away. He recognized the girl as she was from the same course but in a
different group.
At the entrance of the block, Zikri looked around for
anybody he would ask for a company, but it seemed that nobody was around. He
stood still for a while, took out a cigarette from a pack of Dunhill he was
holding all the while and slowly lit it up. Then, he slowly walked towards the
motorcycle garage, next to the hostel main building.
Just as he was passing the entrance of hostel main office building,
suddenly he heard someone called his name.
“Zikri!”
He stopped in a halt and turned towards where the voice came
from. It was the girl who was from the same course but in the different group.
He looked blankly at her.
“Err… did you call me just now?” He asked the girl. He could
see her smiling at him and walked hurriedly towards him.
“Yup! You are Zikri right?” She said as she approached him
at the entrance of the hostel main office building.
“Err.. why… yes, I am. And… How do you know my name?” Zikri answered,
while feeling a little curious of how this girl got to know his name as he had
never really talked to her before.
“Hahahahaha... Don’t be silly. Everyone in our course knows
your name. There are only eight of you boys in this course” She had a laugh and
answered his question.
“By the way, do you have some coins? I need to call my
father but I don’t have enough here..” She continued, while still smiling at
him.
He noticed that the girl was quite cute and her smile was
kind of sweet, and out of sudden he felt his heart pounded very fast and his mind went
blank for a while.
“Errr… errrr…”
“Errr.. what??? You can’t answer my question, or you don’t
have any coins?” Again, the girl started to laugh at him as she slightly lifted
her face up in front of him, looking straight into his eyes.
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destiny can not change, because destiny come from Allah and that's absolutely for us :) nice story sir
ReplyDeletehahaha... well, that's the title of the story which I could think of... it's to be continued
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hahaha... nice story.. but I wonder, who's that girl though ...
ReplyDeletewell, you'll have to find out ehehehe
DeleteI wish you could write the ending in the coming post...
ReplyDeletei'll try :D
Deleteu still owe us ur 'life begin at 40' story
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DeleteHi thank you for visiting my blog. I have followed your blog and will visit your blog frequently in shaa Allah :)
ReplyDeleteoh thank u for coming... :D, there's nothing much on my blog... hope there will be some sooner or later :)
DeleteMy husben having heart attack since 5 years ago. Yesterday was the 3 rd time he undergoing angiogram. Now he is 40
ReplyDeleteHope, he'll be fine ... he must take a good care of himself from now on.. :)
Deletehmm..this story will have the second part?
ReplyDeleteI think so... :D but dont know when to publish... :)
Deleter u writing ur 1st novel? :)
ReplyDeleteit's more like a draft... not a novel... :)
Deletenice story... sweet encounter..
ReplyDeleteyeah... memorable too :D
DeleteHurmmm...nice 'never ending story'...
ReplyDeletehmmm... ehehehe. Hey how come havn't seen you for quite some times? :D
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