My father’s going overseas today. He gave me a short message on the fridge “I’m going to Dutch today. Our neighbours will check up into house every noon and evening. Your mom and your brother will get home soon. I will call you when i’ve been there. Take care yours, dear. Love you..
Dad.”. Huh, he just came back from UK and now he leaves me again. Hmm i can bear it, because he is a businessman. His business almost placed on the Dutch and places around.
One day passed, everythings alright. No scared, no mystery caller. Nice. My phone rings. It’s Jet Lag Simple Plan. I take it immediately and answer, “Hello?” That’s my father. “How are you, my little girl? Everythings alright, isn’t it? I’ve been work at 2 o’clock when i arrived.” He says as he breathes slowly. “Ok, Dad. Yap, like usual. Your little girl can handle all.” i smile. My father asks, “They’re coming everyday like i told you right?”. My neighbours one by one check me by shouting me. If they don’t listen my voice at all, they knock my door roughly. Luckily, it’s just once. No more. “Yeah.” i say as i lay down on my circle couch. “Well, see you then. I’ll call you later, i must come back to work. Love you sweety.” he ends. “See you. Bye, Dad”. Then i throw off my phone to bed.
Next day, I just got home and going to my room immediately. I take a bath then. I get out and I powder my face and put my lip gloss on. When i swing my feet up and down on my little circle couch, there’s someone knocking the door . What the hell is that. It’s 4 o’clock. Shirley, my friend since elementary school, she never visits me at this time. Too late for her. And all my neighbours usualy visit me just evening. Cause some of them are working.
So, i garner up my intention to step on and bravery my whole body to guards my way down. I take my baseball bat. I quitely open the door and close my eyes and prepare for my bat to hit the stranger outside.
When i open mine, oh shit. No one there. Oh my god, who on earth doing this? I’m so scared. A lot of horrors movie filling my head and ruins my brain then. I turn back and gasp of see the light on at my living room. I didn’t even touch any botton at all, even more to turn on the light. “Oh ghost, get away from me please. I’m scared.” I mutter almost hum. Don’t want any ghost faces me now, i run as fast as possible and slam my room then lock it. Ok, i’m inside and safe now. I close my eyes, i stretch my feet then sleep away.
Tomorrow, after finished school time, i’m going to the market near my house. I buy some drinks and snacks. One more, sandwiches. I want to going bed early. Maybe around 6 or 7 p.m. I put my shops on the kitchen set, beside the sink. I take my strawberry yoghurt then i head to my room. I walk inside my dressing room and change to short blue ocean pants and white blank t-shirt.
I lay down on my bed when suddenly knocking voice comes again. “Holy shit!” i scream out from the top of my lungs. My heartbeats almost die. Damn, they’re getting me scared again. Okay,from now on, I’ll be darely to against them. I won’t care with everything would happen later. I’m mustering my power to hit the the ghost and walking towards the door. I open my door, then i hit roughly. “Awww shit! Wtf you hit me!”. Omg, he is Brando, my classmate who lives 4 block after me. I apoligize immediately, “I’m soryy, bro.” while i’m hang up my eyes and pleading to him. “I thought you’re a ghost, Brando.. I’m really sorry. Can you forgive me please?” i shake his hands so he’s like trembles. “ok ok, but why are you so scared like this? Where’s everybody?” he asks. I answer him as i let him head inside my house.
Afterwards, he asks me to goes home. “Ok well..take care at all, Grace. If you need someone to be your sweetdream’ companion, i’m glad to offered it Lol!” he’s teasing me. We’re both laughing naughty and we give a bear hug to each other before saying goodbye then.
Relax. That’s what i feel right now. Maybe the ghosts know my strong intention to against them, so they run away.
I turn and head back to my room and going bed early, as i planned.
Today, i wake up too late. I move fast and run to college. Luckily, god save me so i can join the lessons till finish.
I feel so tired, my fragile are running to directions. Very broken. I head inside my house. After i take off my shoes, and sip a cup of guava juice, i walk into my room. I miss my family after all. Because, this whole house was so empty and scary if they’re gone. I put my bag at my wardrobe.
I’m being naked and going to the shower. I’m humming my boyfriend’s song, it’s One Thing. Amazing, my power build up again and i become more spirit. After finished, i dry my body with towel. I head to dressing room and put my blue-violet sleeves and short pants on. I sit awhile at the edge of my bed while i look at the street outside through my window and turn my head from right to left. I lift up then and spread the powder on my face.
I hear the crack of my door suddenly. My hand’s stop working and i hold my breath. “What the hell, who is that?” i ask myself and my body’s start shivering. I turn my face around slightly and i’m going to scream. I see Zayn stands there, close to me. He smiles warm and softly, he puts his index finger in front of his lip. “Sssstt..Don’t scared, honey. It’s me.” he throws off his sweet smiles as well. My face still look scared and he takes my powder away and gets closer to me. Closer, closer and closer until we on the bed together. I lay down myself slightly. He pats my face and kisses my forehead then gives me his sweet smiles.
“I’m sorry, always make you scared. I love you, honey..”
I pull him away then. I lift up and sit.”Wait.. Always? What do you meant?” i wrinkled my face. He hugs me and rubs my hair.
“Ok ok, i recognize my guilt. ” he grins widely as he brake the hugs.
“Breaking my glass on the kitchen set?”
“Knocking my door? And turn my living room’s light on?” He chuckles.
I still blurt out what probably he did, “And you’re the one who moved my shrub? You’re the doer of it all?” I lift up my eyebrow.
“May i answer?”
“Yeah, you should be. If you love your soul.” i’m giving him a threaten then i giggles a bit.
“Wow my sweet girl gives me a big threaten! So scared, babe” whilst we’re both grinning then laughing. He lays me down back, and he faces me.
“Well babe, that’s true. I did.” his browny-black eyes catches me.
“How can you did it, babe.” i hit his arm a bit. “You know,i’m scared of ghost.” i sigh.
“I’m sorry, babe. I’m sorry,” whilst he pats my cheeck and it’s become pink touched by his soft hand. “I watched you everytime honey, cause i knew you alone in home. Why you didn’t tell me?” he asks me. “Mmm i’m sorry. I didn’t mean like that honey. I just didn’t want to bother your time..”
His hands goes around my shoulder, “You would never be disturb, bother or waste my time, honey. Even more, a strangers. My time doesn’t meant without you, Grace.. I always me for loving you..” he kiss my lips gently and i do as well. I bite his lip and pull his chest away gently. He holds my wrist. “Powerful yo!”. “How long have you been know me, boi?” . He grins teasingly, “For-e-ver, baby..”
We’re both laying on the bed next to each other. He lets me sleep on his arm. He pulls me,closer to him. I’m feeling so cozy and comfortable. My hand’s arrounding his waist. He saves me. Yes, Zayn saves me. He rubs my hair company with the clement wind from outside my woody window. Once more, he kisses my head.
“I just fall for you, Zayn. Only You.” i say while i lift up my head so i can see his jaw from under.
“Me too, Grace. You’re perfect to me. I love you.” Zayn brushes my hair softly and gives me a affection smiles as he says, “Mean for a hug, girl?” as he grins as wide as possible.
“Have a go, babe!” i’m hugging him as he does.
We’re falling for each other and coming into the same beautiful dream…
I look at the big clock as i lay down on the chair, at Dunkin Donuts exactly. I’m going to Singapore this afternoon to meet my old and cute bro, Louis. It’s half past two. I haven’t got lunch yet. Just postponed my thirst with some donuts. I get up and walk through the crowd of people that have the same aim as me. I stood between the people and search my flight number on the signboard same as they do. I should’ve wait for about an hour, so i decided to go for lunch.
An hour passed, i enter to the check in gate and i put my belongings to the scanner mechine. I bring my blue ocean medium suitcase, one big black with red frame around suitcase with ‘1D’ sticker at it and of course never forget my brown-orange rimba handbage. Everyone around me look shock of looking the sticker continuing pleased to me as i pull out the handle. Then, i walk while my eyes search for my plane name, start star at every counter. Gotcha, it’s at counter 15. Then, i’m queueing. Suddenly, my phone ring. I open my handbage and grab up my blackcase phone. Someone calling. I guess and it’s true, my bro.”Hello punkcress,” he usually called me ‘punkcress’. As his lovely summons for me, he said. “Where are you now? Have you arrived?”. I answered as i move forward, “Hey brotherrr, how are youu? I miss you so much! Nope, i’m still queueing. Do you miss me too? ah, i don’t think so.” I sigh. He said, “Haha don’t talk too much. Just be here as soon as possible, so i will be very pleasant to answer your question hihi. I’ll pick you up on a half of six. Take care cress..” I heard he laugh teasingly as he ended the call. Like his ‘bad’ habit, always make me feel mad and horrible. Well, that he is. Afterward, i put down my blackcase phone as i grab up my passport and ticket to check in and put my suitcases to the conveyor for bring them to the plane bagage. A minutes taken, i go to the minimarket to buy drink. And then, suddenly my phone ring again. I see my best friend, Shinta calling. “Whatsup girl?” i said. “Where are you now? Have you arrived at singapore? I’m so sorry because i cann’t drop you up to the airport. Sorry..” ,”Oh no no it’s okay Shinta, it’s ok. Don’t feel that offend. That’s not your responsibility. Once again, it’s ok..” I repeat my last word because shinta’s attitude is always begging apologize eventhough we forgave her once. Then she said, “Mmm, ok then. Take care Carla, have a save flight.. See you then!”. ” Oke, bye. See you..”. I ended up the chat.
A half past four now. I’m waiting in the waiting room. I see my wallpaper for the last time before i turn off my phone. It is my bro’s boyband, 1D. But, from all the personil, i just stare at Zayn Malik. I don’t know why.
The man on the speaker say that all the passangers of Start Star expected immediately to go to the plane. I follow the other people to go in. The stewardess welcome me kindly. I sit at 26 F, near the window. That was my request. I’m going up at 4 p.m. While, the stewardesses giving the safety guard during the trip. I’m listening it all. As i’m listening, i fall asleep.
I wake up whilst the stewardess saying that my plane almost arrive in Singapore. I rub my eyes till i can see clearly. I’m seeing outside. Sun still shining bright same like my feeling, favorable. Five minutes more my plane will land. I comb my medium curve hair and tidy up my cotton on short t-shirt with some rimba sign and come sitting nicely. I can see some light sparkling because reflecion of glasses, plenty of cars and some flats from the window. It means i arrived in Singapore. My plane is landing now. I hold on chair because the pressure is too strong to get us fall farward. I see the woman next to me do so.
Finally, i’m on the ground now. I must wait, cann’t do anything till the plane in the perfect position. Yep, i lift up now and ready to meet my ‘cute’ bro as i walk leaving the plane. I’m going to the immigration and find my 2 punk suitcases on the conveyor at gate 19. I take my blackcase phone as i stood waiting. I turn on, and searching letter ‘C’ to find Cutie loui spore in my contact. I call him as i found and grab my blue ocean suitcase. Not long, my ‘1D’ black with red pattern around suitcase coming. No answer from him. I pull my suitcases with both of my hands and go outside the gate.
I take a chair to rest my feet. I arrange my suitcases besides. Again, i’m calling my bro. When i grab up my blackcase phone toward my right ear, someone from the far call my name. I cann’t see clearly beceause it’s blur. I guess, it is a man. That’s right, as he getting closer, i know who is he with the blue-red-white line pattern t-shirt and black skinny jeans with 4 other lads behind him with various style. That simple style, just my ‘cute’ bro’s. I almost break my phone with throw off while i’m running to reach his shoulder and hug him. “Louii!!,” I run as i scream loudly. Yes, i got him. “Hey my punkcress..!,” he give a bear hug as i reply. Sudden i release my hug and say, “You promised to answer my question. What is it?” as i hum. He grins as he replies, “Hmhm, i… miss you crazy, much damn, and the most!” as he strokes my head and gives me a lovely smile as his habit after teasing me. I greet and give some hugs to the 4 other. We all walk while we talk with each other. I’m talking with Niall, Liam and Harry, how’s they life and throw up some jokes.
And since i met Zayn, he never ever won’t start the conversation till i do it first. “Hey zayn,how’s life? Everything okay isn’t it?” I start the conversation as he look shocked, just out from something that make him innocent. “Hey. Carla. Hmm everything on handle.” as he smile sweetly towards me. He continue, “Is it same with you? You looked cheerful right now.” “Of course,” as i smile happily “because i meet my bro and you all.” He reply, “Is it that happy?” “Obviously bradford bad boy, do you remember how long have been we aren’t seeing each other?” I’m talking just without taking a breath. “Haha ohmygod.Ya ya, i see Carla, i see..” We are laughing with each others as we enter the car because we’re not realizing that we have been beside my bro car as 2 minutes ago. And evidently, everybody stare at us chafely. Then, my bro turn on the car and drive onto his place.