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few weeks earlier, achap asked if id love the idea of having him working the normal hours job, cos i have been worried about staying alone in the house, not this house, the humble hut in sengkang. i am scared of dark. and of course i am scared of ghosts. and this current job demands him to be out of the house at wee hours in the morning. for at least a week.
achap said, i should stay in mamas when hes in the odd shifts. but i said i prefer to have linda (his sister) over. she can have one of the rooms. and i said - only LINDA. with linda, i dun have to wear tudung if lindas the only one, i can still don the fav tanks and pink house-slippers.
all that said, he is thinking twice,thrice and zillion times, to switch. tho the hours taken from us is an ordeal, with Allah's Help and Grace, this job has been providing for him, for me, and for us. with Allah's Help and Grace, this job has been paying for my insatiable needs, my ez-link fare, and my boxes of eclipse. and most importantly, this job has made it possible for him to get me a house. i know he loves this job, but the other job has been his passion, only that -' tak cukuplah sayang, nanti kesian you'- factor is stopping him.
only yest, he told me that his friends are making fun of him, as he often pack sandwiches for himself, whenever he works the odd hours. friends teased - 'wah achap that hard ah, to get married, eat bread only' - and i told him, nvm, the next time i see them, ill scold them :) what they dunno is, even after marriage achap will only eat more bread, cos i cant cook :)
im seeing him again, this wednesday, it has been a week.
and i have missed him.
i miss a lot of things and a lot of people
but he is the only one that is within my reach