Part 8 - Zaki ; Part 7 - Kantoi ; Part 6 - Shadows at the gate ; Part 5 - Pregnant
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Idham walked to the edge of the park and took the gravel pathway which led to tarmac road of Taman Pelangi. He once again headed in the direction of Anita's house. The morning sun has in all of its glory kissed away most of the dew drops from grass and fallen leaves on the side walk. He weaved through the back-lanes in between houses, finding a short-cut to house no. 26, street 8/Taman Pelangi. The aroma of breakfast being cooked from the neighbourhood reminded him that he did not have dinner the night before. As he approached the T junction of street 8, he increased his pace. From a few doors away, he saw Anita was reversing her car our of her driveway. Then, as Anita came out to lock her gate - she saw him.
"Idham!! what on earth are you doing here so early??"
He brought his fingers to his lips....."Syyyyy, can I come with you?" He gestured towards her car.
"Idham.....are you ok?" She said, then immediately continued, "Yes ....of course".
She drove off towards her work place. Her curiosity about what was happening to Idham gave way to her own burning desire to tell him what she had experienced that night."Idham, I was so scared last night...and I wanted to call you but I didn't because i didn't want your wife to be suspicious why I call at such hour in the night."
Then she told him about the bell, and the shadow at the gate."I think Zaki came back last night!" Her voice so certain, but her eyes were searching for affirmation from Idham.
"You thought it was Zaki or you wanted the man to be Zaki?" Quizzed Idham. His tone was that of a jealous man.
"Both" Her reply was short. She bit her lips, trying to hide her emotion from being visible to Idham. For the first time, she noticed that Idham was jealous, and she actually liked it. She decided to test Idham's reaction further."I was waiting ... I was hoping it was him, and I wanted to call him in and cook him breakfast".
"Oh yea.....Was that it? You had breakfast on your mind.....or you wanted him for something else....Were you squeezing your legs together when you were peeking Zaki's shadow through the curtains?", Idham's voice started to tremble with emotion.
Anita was hurt with that remark. "How dare you talk of me like that.....".
"Like what?".
"Never mind.....where do you want to go so that I can drop you. I am going to work and don't have much time to listen anymore to your dirty thoughts" Anita knew her curiosity and her own game had back-fired on her.
It was Idham' turn to play a game. He decided not to disclose that it was him that night at her gate. He too was hurt that Anita was still thinking of Zaki despite their intimacy in his car half way up the Genting Highland. Then he remembered her bra in his trouser's pocket.
"I came to return this....I thought you might need them" He said as he put the crumpled bra on her lap.
"oh my God....! I have forgotten all about that one" She said, without looking at Idham.
"Lina found them in my car....you should have just called me last night. I was alone. She left with our daughter".
"Left? where to?". Asked Anita.
"Yea...left as in she stormed off, angry and I don't know where to?".
"Oh my God, Idham! what have you done?". She pretended surprise, but gleefully happy inside.
"Sorry.....shouldn't it be, what have WE done?".
"Whatever! If you want me to feel guilty for you, then you can think that I am guilty. But honey, you are a grown man.....I prefer and will respect you more if you are accountable for your own action!". She showed her annoyance when Idham alluded that she was to be blamed.
The conversation wasn't going well. At that instant he hated her. She too was not in the mood to be dragged into his domestic problem. The fact that she has been dragging him into her problem all this while didn't figure at all in her mind."You can drop me at the next traffic light" He said, withdrawn.
"As you wish" Her tone was acidic.
He left her car with a bang of the door, and didn't look back. She punched the steering wheel with a scream, "Sh*t!".
Idham walked towards the Banyan tree just off the road, at the entrance to the Raintree club.There he found an empty bench and sat silently nursing a pain in his heart. He was hurt that she didn't even notice how he was suffering, how tired he was out of not sleeping and eating the whole night. He was hurt that she didn't care about him as much as he cared about her. Not even half of how much he cared. What hurt him the most, was Anita's 'couldn't careless' attitude about what was happening between him and his wife. And he had thought.....there was something between them, especially from the way she had kissed him.
Anita sped off, not even slowing down at road 'humps' along the stretch of Ampang Hilir. Catching time was not the reason for her speeding and reckless driving. It was her anger! She was down-right pissed with Idham for assuming she was a horny tart waiting for Zaki when in actual fact she was scared stiff. She thought that Idham had a little more regards for her, and would treat her with more dignity and respect, especially after the passion he showed in the car up the Genting Highland.
Zaki meanwhile has recovered well from the wounds inflicted on his brutally abused body. he had taken shelter in a friend's house, Dali. Of all his friends it was Dali who he felt he could trust his life with. They went to the same school in their primary then separated during secondary school when Zaki was selected to go to a boarding school. Dali remained in the little town, and started to earn a living when he failed his SPM. Dali became a car mechanics, a skill he learned not from any school but more from his passion for cars. It was a passion which had introduced him to the dark-side of auto industry - 'Kereta Potong!'. That was a secret about Dali which Zaki didn't know about.
"Idham!! what on earth are you doing here so early??"
He brought his fingers to his lips....."Syyyyy, can I come with you?" He gestured towards her car.
"Idham.....are you ok?" She said, then immediately continued, "Yes ....of course".
She drove off towards her work place. Her curiosity about what was happening to Idham gave way to her own burning desire to tell him what she had experienced that night."Idham, I was so scared last night...and I wanted to call you but I didn't because i didn't want your wife to be suspicious why I call at such hour in the night."
Then she told him about the bell, and the shadow at the gate."I think Zaki came back last night!" Her voice so certain, but her eyes were searching for affirmation from Idham.
"You thought it was Zaki or you wanted the man to be Zaki?" Quizzed Idham. His tone was that of a jealous man.
"Both" Her reply was short. She bit her lips, trying to hide her emotion from being visible to Idham. For the first time, she noticed that Idham was jealous, and she actually liked it. She decided to test Idham's reaction further."I was waiting ... I was hoping it was him, and I wanted to call him in and cook him breakfast".
"Oh yea.....Was that it? You had breakfast on your mind.....or you wanted him for something else....Were you squeezing your legs together when you were peeking Zaki's shadow through the curtains?", Idham's voice started to tremble with emotion.
Anita was hurt with that remark. "How dare you talk of me like that.....".
"Like what?".
"Never mind.....where do you want to go so that I can drop you. I am going to work and don't have much time to listen anymore to your dirty thoughts" Anita knew her curiosity and her own game had back-fired on her.
It was Idham' turn to play a game. He decided not to disclose that it was him that night at her gate. He too was hurt that Anita was still thinking of Zaki despite their intimacy in his car half way up the Genting Highland. Then he remembered her bra in his trouser's pocket.
"I came to return this....I thought you might need them" He said as he put the crumpled bra on her lap.
"oh my God....! I have forgotten all about that one" She said, without looking at Idham.
"Lina found them in my car....you should have just called me last night. I was alone. She left with our daughter".
"Left? where to?". Asked Anita.
"Yea...left as in she stormed off, angry and I don't know where to?".
"Oh my God, Idham! what have you done?". She pretended surprise, but gleefully happy inside.
"Sorry.....shouldn't it be, what have WE done?".
"Whatever! If you want me to feel guilty for you, then you can think that I am guilty. But honey, you are a grown man.....I prefer and will respect you more if you are accountable for your own action!". She showed her annoyance when Idham alluded that she was to be blamed.
The conversation wasn't going well. At that instant he hated her. She too was not in the mood to be dragged into his domestic problem. The fact that she has been dragging him into her problem all this while didn't figure at all in her mind."You can drop me at the next traffic light" He said, withdrawn.
"As you wish" Her tone was acidic.
He left her car with a bang of the door, and didn't look back. She punched the steering wheel with a scream, "Sh*t!".
Idham walked towards the Banyan tree just off the road, at the entrance to the Raintree club.There he found an empty bench and sat silently nursing a pain in his heart. He was hurt that she didn't even notice how he was suffering, how tired he was out of not sleeping and eating the whole night. He was hurt that she didn't care about him as much as he cared about her. Not even half of how much he cared. What hurt him the most, was Anita's 'couldn't careless' attitude about what was happening between him and his wife. And he had thought.....there was something between them, especially from the way she had kissed him.
Anita sped off, not even slowing down at road 'humps' along the stretch of Ampang Hilir. Catching time was not the reason for her speeding and reckless driving. It was her anger! She was down-right pissed with Idham for assuming she was a horny tart waiting for Zaki when in actual fact she was scared stiff. She thought that Idham had a little more regards for her, and would treat her with more dignity and respect, especially after the passion he showed in the car up the Genting Highland.
Zaki meanwhile has recovered well from the wounds inflicted on his brutally abused body. he had taken shelter in a friend's house, Dali. Of all his friends it was Dali who he felt he could trust his life with. They went to the same school in their primary then separated during secondary school when Zaki was selected to go to a boarding school. Dali remained in the little town, and started to earn a living when he failed his SPM. Dali became a car mechanics, a skill he learned not from any school but more from his passion for cars. It was a passion which had introduced him to the dark-side of auto industry - 'Kereta Potong!'. That was a secret about Dali which Zaki didn't know about.
Future continuation will be updated in Mr Froggies blog.
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