Me & Mr.J

As usual, lunch are the only chance that we could spend our quality time together. Yes, its fasting period and I have no problem him eating in front of me. Though he was concerned at first, but I assured him that I'm strong enough to face him eating all the juicy meat, crispy crackers, chill drinks and mouth watering desserts. Yup, I'm weird. I swear, the waitress was confused to serve us - him - Mr.J - and not me. Politely I said "Saya puasa" and I smiled.

Even when Mr.J is smoking, I was not even tempted to take a huff and puff, instead I was thinking the consequences of mum finding me out taking a ciggy during fasting month. The visual of me being thrown away from the house started flashing and it was murdering my bit by bit.

One thing is for sure, I'm comfortable whenever I'm around him. Yes, Mr.J and I are great buddies and there's nothing else that I could ask for accept long term friendship and I hope he'll always be there when I need him (as I would do the same as well).

Romance between us? Don't think so Mr.J sees me that way. I'm his colleague. Nothing more than that could happen.

Till I see you tomorrow my Mr.J