Is he Iranian?

26th June 2011 - 1.00 am - BED, KK ... This is where the story of us begin. After the MRK Contest finished, me and my siblings decided to go to the club. I was really tired, and at first i refused to go. But my eldest sister really wanted to be there to dance. Since she's going back oversea, i put away my intention to just sleep that night and bring myself to BED Club.

The club was too crowd, smoky and extremly play loud music. I started to feel not comfortable with the situation. But, we just walked in until the end of the stage. We had our drinks and stand at the corner of the centre stage and enjoying the loud music. I wanted to dance, but it's difficult to dance with a fish of people passes by. So after dance sikit2, i just sit at the tall chair, sip my drink and start observing people.

The club was surrounded by many boys and girls. Most of them looks like already get drunk. Some girls even stand on the bar and start to dance like a wild species...regardless of their sizes... They looked funny and yet entertaining ... heheh.. Well, it's not like u can see those scene everyday in your life. It only happend in the club, especially when people get drunk and lost his/her self control.

While i was observing the club's surrounding... I saw a curly iranian look like guy dancing alone like syok sendiri nih. From a far...he look cool. While i was looking at that iranian look guy, he looked at me back..i fastly turned my head and look something else. I dont want him to know i was staring at him just.

Then after a while, i looked at him again...and this time he looked at me eye to eye...OMG..my eye communicated to this guy! Matilah.... To my surprise, he smiled to me and give signal to me asking me to come to him by waving his hands with a 'come here' message. As always, I was too shy to respond his body language message and just smile back to him and keep sitting on the long chair without any movement. I turned my view to the other side of the bar... Nothing much interesting... The iranian looked like was the only thing that attract my attention that night.

I was really tired, i didnt finish my drinks. So i just leave it and told my sibling that I wanna go back and sleep. They all agreed and we leave. While DB and TD walked out the club, I was the last person to walk behind...suddenly someone grabbed my right hand and when i turned back the iranian look like guy said '..Can I know you?" while handing his cellphone asking me to give my number. My sister asked me to just give it...so without thinking much...I just gave it.

This is where the story begin. We started to communicate from time to time until today.

It's been a month i knew him and i fallen for him...i dont know what the future but i pray to god that this relationship will last forever. Amen.