“ Leen, look at the moon!”
Wa exclaimed with
excitement, as we mesmerize the glowing full moon that was very close to the
surface of the Earth. I have always wanted to experience the night view at
TASA, our sports arena, and dragging Wa along for the first try wasn’t a
mistake. We sat at the benches and watched the fading orange shades of sunset
at the sky changed to a dark blue hue. Suddenly, we saw the stars twinkle one
by one, dispersed, decorating the sky like touching up a well-painted canvas.
We couldn’t help but saying Subhanallah repeatedly as we witness The Almighty’s
beautiful creations.
We lied down on the lanes of the running track with
our baju kurungs, camouflaging in the dark to not get caught by any of the
guards that were doing their rounds with their motorcycles. Unladylike, I know.
We aimlessly stared at the sky and started looking for constellations. Wa was
looking for the belt ( I can’t remember the name, I left Standard Six a long
time ago) because she said it is the star to determine the direction of the
Qiblat. I let her be and sink in my own thoughts.
“
What will you do if you have the power to control time?”, Wa asked, her eyes
were still wild hunting for the desired constellation.
“ I don’t
know, maybe I’ll turn back time to Form 2. Life was enjoyable back then. What
about you?”
“
If I have the power to control time, I would like time to stand still at this
very moment”
Yes, that’s Wa, my rough, rugged, tough best friend. We have 5 months left of
sticking around and seeing each other’s faces everyday. I believe that the
thought of ending school soon is heavenly, but maybe someday I’ll be waking up
to the fact that I won’t be coming back here to laugh at all their jokes and
live life with all these funny dramas will hit me very hard.
We went there too on the next day, and we pulled Ell
along to join us. It was hilarious, because there was a car with very bright
headlights were making our visions blur and lighted up the whole sports arena.
We were anxious of getting caught so we tried our best to hide in between the
stairing benches to avoid from being seen. It was surreal. We were like the
most wanted criminals in the country and the car may be full of police officers
that wanted to lock us up in jail for… what? Looking at the stars aimlessly
while having deep-straight-to-the-heart conversations? But what’s high school
life without any thrilling stories? At least I have things in store to tell my
kids, and there are more schemes to come. Mischievious student alert!
Staring into the deep night makes me remember about
James. Uh, I think I’ll just refer to him as ‘him’. When I tried to read back
my post using that name, I felt disconnected with him. It feels like I am
trying to replace his identity. I’m sorry Vivy, I can’t be a loyal fan.
I always refer to him
as my ‘moon’ because he likes to send me black moon emojis when he wishes me
good night, or when he’s being cheeky. I’m the yellow one. I know Wa and Ell
don’t like it when I mention him, because maybe deep down they thought that their koala, shrek and
whatever names that they call me has been snatched away from them. Ell even
actually wanted a mandate, she didn’t want him to call me ‘Leen’ or even
‘Maleen’, because she calls me that. Haha. Well, I’m sorry that everyone that
knows me calls me by my own name!
Somehow, a bigger part of me wanted him to be there, stargazing
too. I don’t know if he’ll enjoy it as much as I do, but he once told me that
he really wanted to race at TASA’s track someday, if he was given a chance to
do so. The sports arena has eased the feeling a little. I wonder how he’s doing
now. I hope that he’s always fine and happy, with chicken and sports in the
evening, his two favourite things. We do have some places that we wanted to go,
so we can enjoy more sceneries. Now here’s the pros of being out of school. Not
to forget, the long awaited roadtrip around Malaysia with my friends too! Yes
guys, I’m still going. Don’t worry. I won’t be in a position to choose between
you guys or him, as all of you are equally important to me. No arguing needed.
Haih.
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