I always call myself as ‘cantik’. It means beautiful or pretty in Malay.
I love to introduce myself with my name added by ‘cantik’ at the back. It is a
habit. And he will make face everytime I say that. (I am smiling remembering his
face)
Talking about beautiful, one day I met him with a scarf that I rarely
wear. When he saw me with that golden brown scarf, he stopped and stunt. “Wow,
you are beautiful!” and he looked so serious. Seriously, I was very shy at that
time. I quickly replied, telling him; my day was so hectic. How I ran here and
there, and even have no time to iron my scarf. I showed him how crumpled the
scarf was. I said, “I feel like a mess”.
“No, you are beautiful. No problem if you didn’t iron the scarf. You manage to wear you scarf neatly on your head and the crumples of the scarf lying on your chest and at your back look very fashionable. You look right, you are beautiful. Cantik!”
“No, you are beautiful. No problem if you didn’t iron the scarf. You manage to wear you scarf neatly on your head and the crumples of the scarf lying on your chest and at your back look very fashionable. You look right, you are beautiful. Cantik!”
Then I had no word to say.
That day was one of my perfect days with him. I still remember his smile.
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