The News
"You're a couple of weeks late," I told him coldly.
"Ya I know, sorry, been busy." He sounded truly apologetic. "What have you been up to?"
"Nothing much. Same old routine really."
"I see. Hey, want to have dinner?" The words came out in a rush.
I paused. I wanted to, but I knew I shouldn't, from past experience.
"Err..." I started.
"Doesn't have to be tonight," he said hurriedly. "Whenever you're free."
"I don't know ..."
A long pause.
"Kucing, I'm sorry about what happened before. I really am."
"Listen, I got to go, there's someone at the door," I lied, then hung up.
I didn't want to be sucked into his little world of lies and deceit again. To think I had been so easily manipulated before.
A few minutes later an SMS from him came through. "Forgive me please."
I thought about it for a few minutes, then replied, "OK." I would forgive him, but I wouldn't repeat my mistakes.
The phone rang almost immediately. It was him.
"Thanks for being so understanding. I really appreciate it!"
"Yeah, OK."
"Kucing, actually I called to tell you something. I wanted to tell you over dinner, but can't wait. And I wanted you to be the first to know."
"What?"
There was a slight pause before he spoke.
"I'm getting married."
" ... "
Till next time, this is Kucing Gatal signing out with a sombre Meow.