Should I continue my love story? That's the question that's been bugging me these past few days.
When I look back to the days when I first met MrNordin, of course it was all nice and sweet. The early courting days are usually like that, isn't it? But as I trailed along, somehow the picture didn't look quite as sweet anymore. It was clouded by several incidents that I'm trying so hard to forget.
His infidelity? My betrayal?? I don't know...
Me & MrNordin are alike in a lot of ways. We discovered that we were "telepathic" early on in our relationship whereby we could read each other's mind. I could read his mind, and so could he. For example, when we were going out for dinner, I could guess what he had in mind and he could tell where I wanted to go without any of us saying a word. Or sometimes, when we were talking on the phone and he suddenly went quiet, I could tell what he was thinking (and I usually got it right!).
I remember one night, this was very early in our relationship. We took a long drive to Port Dickson where we had dinner at this seafood restaurant by the sea. Our relationship at that time was still very cordial ~ no holding hands and no touching ~ because I wanted to be very sure about him before I made that move.
After dinner that night, we sat under this coconut tree facing the sea. "Careless Whisper" was playing in the background, compliment of the Chinese restaurant's manager. The setting was very romantic...
As the night sea breeze was gently blowing on my face, I felt this sudden urge to hold his hand. He was standing very close to me under the coconut tree... looking out to the sea. We were almost touching and I swear if he had asked for my hand at the point of time, I would have let him!
But he did not. He did not move any closer although we were so close to one another. And the passion was so intense! I knew he wanted to hold my hand but somehow he did not and I didn't know why...
So, after a long wait but still no action from him, I gave up and said, "Let's go back". In the car, we were mostly silent. Both were involved in our own thoughts.
Just after the Sg Besi toll (and still no action from him), I said to myself, "I'm not going to let this opportunity go!". I was beginning to like him and I just wanted to hold him. You know that feeling? So, without much thought, I said, "If you're not going to do it, let me do it!" So, I grabbed his left hand and held it there. Wow... I had goosebumps the moment we touched! He was taken aback at first (nasib baik kereta tak masuk longkang!) but later on he smiled and said, "Phew... I've been wanting to do that since just now!!!
Hee.. Hee... it turned out he wanted to hold my hand ever since we were standing under the coconut tree but he was afraid that I would get upset. So he decided to wait. Ever since that night, we never stopped holding hands!
Going out with an older guy like MrNordin was different compared with guys of the same age. Older men are more experienced and matured, and they know how to please a woman. I guess that's why a lot of women (even the young ones) prefer older men. In MrNordin's case, maybe because he had been married before, so he knew how to handle me with care.
MrNordin liked to surprise me on my birthdays with flowers and fancy gifts. Going shopping with him was a whole new experience altogether. I remember the first time I went shopping with him. We were at Sri Hartamas at that time, having lunch. I saw this little shop selling trendy working clothes across the street and thought maybe I should drop by. So we went in, and the moment the sales girl saw us, they quickly ushered us in and brought out several items for me to try. Wow... this is surreal! Maybe because I was with him, and maybe they thought MrNordin was this big-time Dato' on a shopping spree with his girlfriend!
Heh.. heh... anyway, I tried on the items one by one while he sat outside the fitting room, waiting. I paraded one outfit after another infront of him, and if he liked what he saw, he just nodded. Rasa macam dalam "Pretty Woman" pulak masa tu! In the end, we ended up buying 3 pairs of clothing (never in my life had I shopped like that before!) and he paid for them all, of course.
Another time, we were at his friend's shop in Star Hill, looking at handbags. I was, as usual, undecided on which one to buy coz the handbags were a bit pricey. That time, I was very careful with my money and hardly splurge (something which my dear friend, G, cannot comprehend!) But the shoes, my God... they were gorgeous! So I was trying on the different coloured shoes with the different coloured handbags, sampai dah naik letih!
Meanwhile, the friend made a phone call and ordered some tea and scones for us from the Marriott Cafe downstairs. Wah... when the tray arrived, I was speechless! Tak pernah2 lah selama ni shopping while being served tea on a silver platter. Selalunya, nak masuk kedai2 macam tu pun takut! So, I continued browsing while sipping tea with MrNordin who was sitting by my side, glowing with pride.
Because dah sampai macam tu punya hospitality, I came out from the shop a few thousand ringgit poorer, and left with a new handbag and two boxes of shoes. But it was a delightful experience, indeed.
That's MrNordin for you. The man who managed to steal my heart in his own grand ways.
In spite of his extravagant lifestyle, MrNordin is actually a simple man. He loves going to pasar malam, teh tarik at mamak stall, shop at F.O.S and loves listening to lagu2 melayu lama. He is very "melayu", ok. Tengok je lah nama dia! He blends well with any crowd, something which I find fascinating about this man, who I call "husband" now.
Kalau nak cerita pasal dia ni, sampai minggu depan pun tak habis. Banyak betul nak story! And I'm tired... Perhaps I'll continue this piece another day.
Until next time.... stay tuned.