It’s been 4 months now since I’ve met Dimi and we both now are still constantly talking to each other and even checking up on each other almost every day. We definitely hung out a lot and there are lots of things that happened & changed between us for the past 4 months — of course.
But we’re still not dating, yet. Maybe? I don’t know.
Geer aja
I found out now — well actually, a few months ago — that Dimi isn’t really a talking person, but he could be super loud and talkative around people he’s comfortable with, and I’m very proud to say that I’m included on one of those people. I must say that he’s more like a man with actions it makes him quite unpredictable, above all that I still think that he’s an old school-cliche guy who was born in the late ’80s. A reincarnation maybe?
Dimi is a good chef, he can cook very well, especially in Asian cuisine, he mastered it. I think he used to go to a culinary school somewhere in Asia.
A lot of things happened in the past 4 months, I get to know more about him and vice versa. He even took me to his house one time and introduced me to his parents. It was terrifying and one of the most nerve-wracking moments I’ve ever had in my life.
His family’s probably like a Chinese-Singaporean old-money family, they got a circular driveway and a huge front yard. Right. Though I know Dimi was like rich rich but I surely wasn’t expecting that. However, they’re all so humble after all, as humble as having 5 porcelain vases and huge crystal stones on the foyer.
Nevertheless, the dinner went well, I was so well behaved that night and I couldn’t be more proud of myself. And by the way, I even learned from how-to-properly-entered-someone’s-house manner to the most common yet trickiest, table manner. Those spoons and forks still look the same to me though, I must confess.
It’s Friday evening, and I haven’t heard anything from Dimi since Wednesday, he said he was currently working on a group project that requires him to somewhat subserve himself to a fucking technology and machines which I think is so boring.
Just another day another Dimi being Dimi, boring.
But it’s fine, I’ve already got used to it anyway. Besides, he said he’ll take me out either tomorrow or Sunday. And I know him, he’s a man with his words. I’m just gonna leave it to him and his ‘situation’.
Meanwhile, I’m out here still trying to figure out what should I buy him for his birthday in a few days. All I can think is just simply ask Julian, but he could be such a pain in the ass at moments like this and I’m not gonna risk my mood asking him.
I decided that I’m gonna go get a meal and feed my angry stomach. I haven’t eaten anything but breakfast, now I probably looking for Nasi Padang or Sate Padang or any kind of food that has rich flavours and contains so many spices in it. I’m down. But they don’t have Sederhana here in Plaza Senayan, lame. So I ended up driving my ass out of this place and went for a Kaki Lima instead, such a waste of time knowing that I must get that present today or never and I’ll drive back there in about 15 minutes. But who cares? It’s them who doesn’t have Sederhana inside a freakin’ mall.
Come to think of it, I’ve always been sucked at gift-giving, especially on men’s birthdays. I could literally just grab anything at the front store and pay. But now I couldn’t do that, I could’ve though but I wouldn’t. For the last time today, I went back to a watch store and picked one that’s been on my sight since the very first time I entered the store. It was Tag Heuer Formula 1 edition, and it is stunning, plus it’s in Dark Ocean Blue colour — I don’t know the actual name for the colour but let’s just call it that.
I hope he’ll like it. Moreover, I hope he doesn’t own one yet.
My phone buzzes, and when I grab it. There is a notification from Dimi.
Does he always like this? Shows up on unusual occasions and makes it like a coincidence.
I unlocked my phone & checked on the notification.
Jeez, how did he know?
