Honk!
"He's honking for you already" said Jenny.
"Let him honk all he want. I'm not some cow he honks across the road. I want him to come up and pick me up for this date" said Elina while applying her lipgloss, staring at her reflection in the mirror.
With shoulder length, dark hair, and fully pouted red lips, she does seem a bit like a vampire, as she is dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans.
Honk! Honk!
Knock knock.
Honk!
Jenny opened the door.
There stood a man, in his early 20s, about 170cm, and pretty well built, clad in a simple bluish grey t-shirt, not collared, and light blue jeans. Hair - black and parted in the middle.
Smiling sheepishly he said "Elina ready?"
Honk! Honk!
"So the honking wasn't you?" Jenny asked, with a raise of her eyebrow, still holding on to the door.
"Nope" he shrugged. "I don't honk my dates. I pick them up from the doorstep." he continued with a smile.
Honk! Honk!
Elina came down the stairs.
"Razan? I thought you were the one honking" she exclaimed.
Razan smiled. "I don't do that, especially to someone looking amazing like you" he continued, still having the smile on his face.
Elina blushed, and took Razan's hand into his and made way to his car.
A metallic blue Gen-2.
"Don't forget to come back before midnight! The spell ends there! The car would turn back into a pumpkin!" Jenny shouted with all her might, poking fun into the couple.
As Elina was fastening her seatbelt, Razan asked "What was the pumpkin all about?"
"Nah. Just our code to say that we have to be back before midnight. I'm still living in the hostel remember? Under the university's rule?" Elina said, and shrugged.
The Gen-2 drove on in the night, while the rain started to fall from the sky.
They arrived at Times Square, it was almost 8.30pm.
"Come on come on.. the sushi bar is going to be full! The RM2 bonanza is this week of all the days!" Elina said, practically dragging Razan across the 5th floor by his hand.
Suddenly Elina felt Razan stop moving.
"Come on baby, I tau Sushi King penuh, but we can fit in right? There's like 2 places inside there, I can see it! Let's go in before someone takes it!" Elina exclaimed, excited, and pulled Razan again into the restaurant.
Razan followed.
When she reached the table, suddenly she heard whispering.
There were 5 girls at the table, 3 facing her, and 2 with their backs towards her. There were 2 empty seats near to the table, near the sushi belt, which was near to the girl's table.
The girls continued to stare at her, and Razan and back at her, and start to whisper again.
Elina felt weird.
"Razan, you kenal ke..?"
Without finishing the sentence, Razan said "This was what I wanted to say, urm.. that girl is my ex.." and pointed to one of the girls, but Elina wasn't sure who.
Listening to that statement, one of the girls facing her stood up.
"So you're the bitch who stole Razan from me?" she said, with her hands on her hip, talking so furiously.
Elina looked at the girl, and back at Razan, who seems to evert his eyes at Elina's gaze.
"Hey, I'm not just a bitch who stole Razan, I'm THE bitch who stole Razan ok?" she said.
To which the other 4 girls stood up, and glared at Elina.
Looking at Razan frozen like a statue at the sight of his ex, Elina was furious.
"Bastard! Just keeping silent and not saying anything??" Elina thought.
"Razan baby.. let's just sit somewhere else where it's comfortable" Elina said.
"Where else would it be comfortable bitch? That's the only 2 seats left in the restaurant" Razan's ex exclaimed, to which the other 4 girls laughed.
Elina walked towards Razan, half hugged him, putting her hand around his waist, and then resting her head on his chest, smiling coyly, she said "Here's comfortable"
Razan put his arm around her waist too, listening to that cue, and kissed Elina's forehead.
Razan's ex just went berserk, her face contorted and became ugly -- she was ugly to begin with, thought Elina, and you could practically see heat waves coming out through her hair.
Watching that, Elina and Razan left Sushi King, and settled to eat at a fast food restaurant at another floor.
They were seating across each other, when Razan reached out his hand to touch Elina's hand which was on the table.
Elina looked at Razan's face, and said "There's no other girl right?"
Razan looked puzzled, pulled his hand away.
"Huh?"
"There's no one else except me right now?"Elina said again, louder.
"Yeah. What makes you think differently?" Razan said, smiling, and reaching out for Elina's hand again.
"Then put your handphone on the table. I want to check it" Elina said, in a matter of fact tone.
Razan took out his Sony Ericsson handphone. Placed it on the table. Next to Elina's plate.
Elina immediately check his messages.
Inbox. Elina. Elina. Elina.
No other names there.
Outbox. Elina. Elina. Elina.
No other names there.
Then she proceeded to see the call history.
No other girl names besides her. The others are all the names of Razan's friends, who she knows too.
"See. There's no one else besides you right?" Razan said, smiling.
Elina stared at Razan.
Razan tilted his head to the side. "Hurm?"
"Okay. There's no one else. Fine" Elina mumbled, then continued to eat her food.
Razan laughed.
"You ni comel tau time-time marah cam ni"
Elina just ignored the statement, and continued her meal.
"I need to go to the toilet" Razan said, and kissed Elina on the cheek before proceeding to the toilet.
Elina continued eating her meal, smiling.
"Razan.. such a fan of PDAs.. public displays of affection.." Elina thought.
Suddenly, Razan's hp vibrated.
1 new message. From Sarah.
"Should I read it?" Elina thought.
"Which Sarah is this? Do I know her? Maybe it's a relative?" all the questions came into Elina's mind.
She decided to leave the handphone alone, waiting eagerly for Razan to come back, and tell her who Sarah is.
After waiting for what seems like forever, Elina couldn't stand it, and unlock Razan's handphone.
1 new message.
Read?
Elina pressed yes.
"Sayang?"
The message written, clearly on the screen of the handphone.
"Baby?"
Elina could hear Razan's voice. She looked up.
At that moment, Razan showed up at the table.
