I had a promise to keep.
Confident that I would make it on time, I headed to my destination.
When I got there, all I could say was "Wow". And gape.
I didn't know if my legs would be able to hold on much longer seeing that it had maxed out its service for the day, but I assured it that it would be fine.
Many people do many different things for love. I, for one, keep to my promises. Or attempt to much as I can.
And that means queuing ridiculously long lines to get to one thing.
"339", they called. It was 9.35 p.m.
I didn't have a number. I told them I didn't have a number. They didn't seem to mind. Much to my relieve.
I placed my order and the kid behind the counter gave me a searching look and when he couldn't hold it back no more, he said,
"Beratur panjang-panjang dari tadi untuk beli tu je???"
(You queued for that long just to get that???)
I just smiled. And smiled some more. Words failing me.
I thought, "Perhaps he has never felt love"
I left the store a happy puppy. As I swung the paper bag in my arms, I felt so euphoric, you have no idea.
But, oh crap, I was late. So very late. And I knew that somehow or rather, it would turn out pretty ugly. In a way, I was wrong but not so wrong.
But a promise, is a promise.
Yesterday was the 31st.
A promise kept, despite the circumstances.
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