Let's talk about LOVE

Yesterday I went to ikea. I haven’t been there for such a long time and it hasn’t changed a bit. It was crowded with people as if ikea was about to go bankrupt and held a 90% discounts off on all items there. (It was quite the opposite, actually)

Anyway, I neither want to talk about its crowd nor the place here. It’s just that, when I went there yesterday with a friend of mine, I was rather reminiscing the time I was there the last time with someone whom I was no longer in spoken terms with.

This happened not too long ago, when I was still young and slender, he asked me to accompany him there to browse through some stuff.

I have known him for quite some time that he knew my flaws and what-not. In fact, he was actually the first person I get acquainted with when I first joined my degree programme back in Shah Alam that we eventually became friends ever since. He was also my source of strength especially with regards to my study as he was one of the best students at my faculty around that time.

Anyway, we have our moments in our friendship and as inappropriately as it may sound, we enjoyed each other’s company; but for different reasons. Whilst I was trying to have a platonic relationship with him, on his side, it was not so mutual.

I was not very good in saying “No”, believe me. But, God knows how I like to evade things away from me. Procrastinate is like my middle name too. He understood that and never pressed me any further and I was lucked out from having to confront my true feelings with him.

Since then, we still, nevertheless maintained our closeness and we would spent some time together outside our school whenever we have the time.

Until one day when we went there.


At that point of time, he has already started working in a very well-established firm that provided him with a full scholarship. For the first time, he received his first pay (and that firm sure paid him quite handsomely) so he fetched and brought me near the area to celebrate his first salary together.

After dinner, we did some window-shopping at ikea as he promised his mother to buy something for her lamp. Since I haven’t been able to spent some time with him especially after his new job, I was, admittedly over-excited to see him. Some more, I have always been a fan of that place, as the place always excites me; makes me feel like a little girl again.

Which is why, I guess, though it was packed and crowded with people, we still managed to browse through the area (quite thoroughly!), minding our own business and shared some of our crazy laugh together along there.

I showed him my favourite station, and he would show his. I would criticize his taste, and he would rightly follow suit. In all of that, what I can seem to remember until now is that we rarely shared the same taste and liking, but we do feel comfortable being around each other, as we complemented one another in a way I couldn't describe.

More importantly here, I remember this one particular conversation that we had that night. He mentioned over and over again that he liked minimalist’s concept and when I asked why, he said;

“Aku suka konsep minimalis. Senang. Nampak tersusun, tak adalah berserabut sangat. Bila aku balik ofis, aku na jugak umah aku tak berselerak serupa ofis aku.”

I was, on the other hand, never an organised person, thus never believed in the concept of orderly and systematic.

“Aku tak suka langsung. Tak praktikal lah. Macam barang2 aku tu, dah lah banyak, semuanya ada sebab ngape aku simpan die, so, mane leh buang barang2 aku macam tu je just untuk nampak simple and minimalist. Isk, tak boleh, tak boleh. Aku kena ada semua barang2 aku, if tak, aku tak leh hidup dengan sempurnanya.”

He laughed. How I can still picture his laugh until now. Suddenly, he stopped laughing, and then turned to me and said,

“Kalau gitu, kita buat rumah kita ada banyak-banyak kotak and almari, sebab kau kan suka kotak2 besar untuk simpan barang2 and almari untuk susun barang2 kau. Nanti, bolehlah kau simpan semua sekali barang2 tu, and at the same time rumah kita still nampak tersusun dan kemas.”



“Kau nak tak hidup sama dengan aku, Saree?”




[ask me again now and I would give you a different answer]