"Demam girl, ada mengidam apa-apa? he asked me.
"Taknak pape," I croaked. Errghh...I sounded like Kermit!
"Tapai pulut taknak?" he coaxed.
"Mana you tau...."
"I heard about the tapai ice-cream kat wedding arituh. You lupa ye you cerita kat I? You wanted a better one," he sounded concerned.
"Arief...I lupa..." I was confused with myself. My head couldn't think properly.
"You check e-mail kerja kat rumah. Time MC. Baguslah sayang....lain kali sila buat lagi," and that was the first time I heard his stern voice.
"I know that your work is your number one love, okay...I marah nanti jadi cinta terlarang pulak," he said softly.
I smiled weakly at my phone.
"You pernah dengar pasal cinta tapai pulut?" he asked.
"Tak," I answered.
"Cinta yang diperam. Makin peram, makin manis. Tapi, salah peram rosak semuanya..." he explained.
"You dah pandai berfalsafah dan guna ayat novel," I noted.
"Tried to explain something in our words, the food lovers. If you don't mind, since you're craving for tapai pulut, I bagi you yang diperam sampai manis tu. Nak?" he offered.
"You ada niat nak bagi yang rosak ke?"
Then he laughed.
"You memang demam teruk nieh, Sha. Kalau you tak demam, surely you could understand metaphors!" he chuckled.
"Or I'm simply missing you, " I was talking to myself.
"Apa dia, sayang?"
"You dengar ke apa I cakap tadi?" Err..please, don't let him know about that!
"I nak tido. Lain kali you call ye?"
"Okay. Take care. Makan ubat."
"I miss you too, Sha...." there was a smile in his voice.
And I wanted to faint....adoi!
***to be continued***