Second day of the year 2010. Where do I start? It started off with a text message on my mobile saying S had got into an accident. Nothing broken, just some scratches here and there. He took a nap after the accident at Z's crib and was out and about with me later at Asia Cafe with TC, and another Z. Had light dinner consists of Takoyaki and fruit juice. Hang out until about 3 am or so, then we headed home. After dropping me off at my place, I received a text message from Z saying TC car broke down somewhere where S accident took place.
That was something to start off my midnight of 02.01.2010.
Meanwhile, this morning I woke up having a nervous wreck. Without a proper plan, no schedule, no flight itinerary, I decided to just hit the airport wee in the morning to surprised someone I long to meet for answers to questions thats been bothering me like hell. Arrived at the airport around 9.22am, which was earlier that I expected. The night before I listed down all possible flights from Kuching which starts as early as 11am and last flight out from Kuching arrives around 11.30pm.
First flight arrives and I waited like a daughter who's waiting for his daddy to come back home and hit McDonald for Prosperity burger. You'll only get this if you've watched the advertisement on Malaysian tv. While waiting for the first flight to arrive, I made up a new friend, R. She was waiting for her brother to touch down from Terengganu then off to Sabah together. She asked me who am I waiting for, told her my whole complicated story and she said well don't give up hope and all the best. Funny how I still have time to make friends although I was feeling all jiggly and sleepy at the same time. R then went off and say goodbye after her brother arrived. Then came an Indian tourist with her baby in arms waiting for her flight at 3pm.Well I was bored so I asked where she was going thats how I know her flight is departing at 3pm. Then while I was still dazing my eyes over the arrival gate although there was no arrival at the moment, the Indian tourist asked me, "Could you help me out?", "Please help me pour 100ml of water into this bottle and 2 scoops of milk please". Before I knew it, I was making milk for some stranger's baby. How odd was that for a surprised unplanned trip down at the airport for me. Waited but a no show from him.
Second flight arrives, I decided to changed my spot of waiting to somewhere much more nearer to the gate of arrival. Took out my notebook which I written down the list of available flights from Kuching to KL. Then a police who was walking around, stop by me and asked. "What were you crossing out on that list?". I showed him the list that I made, and told him the reason I was there. He was like, "Usually its the man who do the waiting." He asked what if his flight is not today, and I told him I'll sleep here if I have to. Then he told me to go to Air Asia's counter and asked for his flight details. I went there, but sadly I don't know his IC number, so they couldn't help me much. As it was their policy not to reveal passengers list unless you have the person's ID or booking number. Giving full name wasn't just enough, although I tried L's trick by telling he called me telling he is coming back today, but before I get to write down the flight details the line got cut off, and I couldn't reach him as there were no service at where he's at. It was a lady at the counter, I bet if it was a guy I could just slipped down my phone number and get every details I need. Waited but still no show from him.
Third flight arrives, and I started to feel hungry. A bit dizzy too as well, since I rushed to get to the airport and all I had was a cup of Joe. Decided to go and buy something and all the sudden the arrival gate starts flocking up with people. So I waited and felt like crying at the same time thinking being here was just a mistake. What if he's not coming back today? Am I still going to wait up until the last flight? I told my friends I would wait if I have to and was so positive about it but after 5 hours of waiting, hope seems to runs down on me bit by bit. So again I waited with no signs of him.
Few minutes later, I decided to stand up just the time for the fourth flight arrives. As I stood up, I saw a traveller with a red Deuter backpack and a familiar grey t-shirt, something similiar to what he gave me. My heart just goes beeping mad, jumping inside of me, wanting to get out of my rib cage. I know thats him. The one I've been waiting to talk to for the past 1 month. Saw him walking to the luggage center to take his luggage. 15 minutes later, he walked out of the arrival gate. He shoot straight for the door without looking left or right, without noticing or expecting me to be there. I walked out to him. Held his hand and said "Hey".
He was stunned to see me there.
I decided not to elaborate more on what happened after that, because it was something private between me and him. Well there was tears rolling, hugs, Subway dinner, heart to heart confession somewhere in the middle. The whole 6 hours of waiting, and helped some stranger make milk for her baby was worthwhile after all.
But I'm glad to say it all ended up with Happiness.
Shortnotes:
Thanks to all friends who wished me luck on Facebook, text messages and calls. I made it through the day with your support people. I love you all loads.
