Just as I was about to gave up on Iddin's attitude when Hans arrived right on time. "Hi....is everything okay? Sorry the call took longer than I anticipated. I am sure you guys are hungry. Let's order dinner." Hans suggested. I smiled at him as a sign of relieve.
"Yes, I think our guest must be very hungry.", I agreed with Hans suggestion but Iddin interrupted, "Atikah has good news for you.", and he looked directly at me.
"Oh yes, Idd....ehemm....(clearing her throat)...... Mr Fazidin has accepted our job offer. We verbally agreed and shook hands on it. I will draw up the contract soon as we return to KL and passed them to you Hans." I almost slipped his nickname in front of Hans.
"Seriously? Congratulations Fazidin. We are glad that you'll be joining us." Hans answered and shook hands with Iddin.
"Thank you, I am a man of my word. But credit has to go to Atikah. She was brilliant and I did not hesitate to accept the offer. The rest such as salary and perks can be discussed when we're back in KL. What's important now is I want to build up my career in KL with your firm learning from the best. I have very high regards of Tan Sri who sponsored my studies in Perth.", as Iddin complemented me but he knew he did not give me any opportunity to do my job well. Seems like he has set his mind way before he flew to Italy.
So....Tan Sri sponsored him at Curtin....I hope he is serious with the new job and not just feeling indebted to Tan Sri's generosity.
"Well then this cause for a celebration. Luigi can we get the menu please...". Hans requested for the menu.
"Si, signore...". Luigi replied and distributed one to each of us. We ordered our food and continued to enjoy the variety of barbecued seafood.
The conversation surrounded on the boys how they had to work their way up the ladder to achieve where they are today. I listen, laughed to their antics and check my phone regularly. Iddin has his whiskey coming one after another.
"Well, I would like to apologize but please excuse us.....I promised Atikah that we're going out for dancing......", Hans politely excused ourselves...
"Dancing? You're heading to the Music on the Rocks? You know what, I heard so much about the place. Disco dancing in a cave......Man, that's so cool!", Iddin sounded excited. His face was so bright and cheerrie.
"Yup, that’s the one. We were there a few nights ago and it is quite happening. Hey, you wanna come?", Hans invited Iddin.
Oh no Hans…..why do you have to do that now? I don’t want my
ex-boyfriend to become a third wheeler.
"No…no….you guys go ahead. I am quite beat by the grueling
interview and the trip here. I think I‘ll hit the sack early tonight.", Iddin decline the offer.
Good, that was a relief.
“Okay, well have a good rest. If you changed your mind just give us a call before ten thirty tonight. Our room number is 903.”, Hans stood up and shook Iddin’s hand. Iddin lean closer to give Hans a manly hug, "Good night, Bro.".
“Okay, well have a good rest. If you changed your mind just give us a call before ten thirty tonight. Our room number is 903.”, Hans stood up and shook Iddin’s hand. Iddin lean closer to give Hans a manly hug, "Good night, Bro.".
Then I held out my hand to shake his hand. He took my hand and shook it quite longer than
normal and said, “You guys go and have fun. Don’t stay up too late.” I had to tug
my hand away from him and put on a force smile on my face. I walked away and slide one arm
on Hans waist. Hans put his arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek as we
walked away from the dinner table.
And I didn’t look back.
Part 2.
We reached at Music on the Rocks around eleven that night
and headed to the bar for a few cocktails. We drank and talk and I had to
mention to him about the interview earlier this evening.
"Hans, I think he drinks way too much. From the time you left the
table until you came back, he had 4 glasses of whiskey.", I told Hans of my concern.
"Well it does cause a concern but did you stop him from
ordering?", Hans sipping his pineapple cocktail and has his arms around me.
"I did but he insists it was nothing to worry about.", I replied.
"I did but he insists it was nothing to worry about.", I replied.
"Okay, let’s just keep a look out on it. He is a mature adult
and can decide what is good or bad himself. If he goes overboard we will have a
word with him. I am more concern about you in those heels dancing tonight. We
go slow okay…..". Hans said.
I put my arms around Hans neck and kissed him passionately.
When I opened my eyes, I thought I caught a glimpse of Iddin in the crowd. Or perhaps I was just
imagining things. Urgh! Enough of him. Felt like he is watching me……..
Then we shift our gear to the dance floor. They were
spinning Lou Rawls, You’ll never Find A Love Like Mine.
Credit to John & Jo's Music Channels and You Tube
After the third song, Hans said he wants to sit a side and go to the gents. So I sat at the bar alone waiting for Hans. As I turn to the bartender to order my drink,.....
"One Southern Comfort on the rocks and a lemon cherry cocktail for the lady...". There he was, popped out of nowhere sitting next to me. Indeed I was surprised to see him here. I looked around for Hans but he was nowhere to be seen.
"Surprised to see me here.....aren't you?" Iddin asked.
"Yes, actually I am.....I thought you'll be resting back at the hotel." I replied and smiled at the bartender who placed the whiskey in front of me. I signaled the bartender with my fingers to switched the drink with Iddin's. The bartender obliged.
"Are you stalking me, Iddin?", I asked and looked side ways at him.
He smiled and replied, "What if I am....you are going to run to Hans and tell him....., what? Fazidin is stalking me? Do you think he's going to believe you?" sindir Iddin and he looked at me.
His reply sounded creepy. "Dance with me...", and he held out his hand. "Hans wouldn't mind....,come...", and he flicked his head back a sign for me to join him.
I hesitated. I drank my cocktail and stood up and placed my hands folded behind. Nope, I do not want to hold his hand. He walked next to me and started his dance moves. Oh my......serba salah aku di buatnya. Donna Summer's Hot Stuff was playing and I started to sway.....
We made our way on to the dance floor then he moved closer to me while I was dancing. He kept his moves simple and low key. His hand reached out for my waist and we just moved back and front in sync. He came closer and took my hand and spin me around. I am getting into the groove, my shoulders are moving and swaying. I lift my hands and that was when he placed his right hip so it's glued to my right hip. Then, he takes his right leg and places it between my legs. I instantly wrapped one hand around Iddin’s neck and he placed his hands on my hips.
Yup it was the dirty dancing moves....what have I got myself into now.....
....and I was in his arms. I ran my palm from his shoulder slowly down to his chest and I pull myself away. He spin me and pull me back. He wrapped my arm around his neck, bending me back and he reached my leg upward ....we laughed and walked off the dance floor back to the bar.
I saw Hans sitting and smiling. I approached him and gave him a kiss on the lips. He kissed me back and grabbed me by the waist.
"Hi Hans, I couldn't sleep so I decided to check this place out. I saw Atikah sitting alone. I hope you don't mind me asking her to dance....", Iddin explained to Hans. Hans smile broadly.
"Hans, I'm going to the little girls room and will be back. Can I get just club soda, please?" I told Hans and kissed him before I walked away.
"Sure, Babe....", and he playfully slap my buttock. I turned and he winked. Iddin saw me turned but he immediately look away.
"Woww....she is a good dancer. Couldn't keep up with her.", Iddin had to speak out loud since the music is getting louder and louder on the dance floor.
"Just don't get carried away, Fazidin. Dancing Queen is three weeks pregnant." Hans sipped his drink and looked at Iddin.
"She's what? Pregnant? Those moves......ghezz Hans. I am sorry I didn't know.....dancing in heals?" Iddin felt guilty about the spins movements a moment ago.
"Well I told her so but she has a mind of her own...You'll see when she's back here, she'll wanna dance again.", Hans said.
I saw both Hans and Iddin talking and laughing as I stepped out of the washroom. Walking straight a head I sat next to Hans and he passed me my club soda. I drank about half a glass and said, "Come on Hans one more before we call it a night.", aku memujuk Hans.
"See...? wasn't I right?", Hans said and looked at Iddin. Iddin nodded and raised his glass.
"All right, one more and then we go up and have a night cap before head back to the hotel.", Hans agreed with one condition.
"Okay! Let's go, they are playing Saturday Night Fever.....", and I pull Hans. Hans got up and quickly took off his sports jacket and threw it to Iddin. Hans grabbed me from behind and our body touched. I can feel his hot breath on my cheek. I rested my back against his chest. His hands was on my hips in circular motion. That was when I decided to let go. Lifting both of my arms I grabbed his neck. Let my worries, my pain, and sorrow go. Right here, right now I was living. Nothing else seemed to matter anymore; I allowed Hans to take me anywhere he pleased on this dance floor. He went right, I went right. He sped up, I sped up. We became one with the song, with the dance and with each other. I couldn’t help but smile to myself.
As we turn around, there stood Iddin in my full view. I could see him leaning against the bar counter with whiskey in his hands. And he was staring directly at me.....
"One Southern Comfort on the rocks and a lemon cherry cocktail for the lady...". There he was, popped out of nowhere sitting next to me. Indeed I was surprised to see him here. I looked around for Hans but he was nowhere to be seen.
"Surprised to see me here.....aren't you?" Iddin asked.
"Yes, actually I am.....I thought you'll be resting back at the hotel." I replied and smiled at the bartender who placed the whiskey in front of me. I signaled the bartender with my fingers to switched the drink with Iddin's. The bartender obliged.
"Are you stalking me, Iddin?", I asked and looked side ways at him.
He smiled and replied, "What if I am....you are going to run to Hans and tell him....., what? Fazidin is stalking me? Do you think he's going to believe you?" sindir Iddin and he looked at me.
His reply sounded creepy. "Dance with me...", and he held out his hand. "Hans wouldn't mind....,come...", and he flicked his head back a sign for me to join him.
I hesitated. I drank my cocktail and stood up and placed my hands folded behind. Nope, I do not want to hold his hand. He walked next to me and started his dance moves. Oh my......serba salah aku di buatnya. Donna Summer's Hot Stuff was playing and I started to sway.....
We made our way on to the dance floor then he moved closer to me while I was dancing. He kept his moves simple and low key. His hand reached out for my waist and we just moved back and front in sync. He came closer and took my hand and spin me around. I am getting into the groove, my shoulders are moving and swaying. I lift my hands and that was when he placed his right hip so it's glued to my right hip. Then, he takes his right leg and places it between my legs. I instantly wrapped one hand around Iddin’s neck and he placed his hands on my hips.
Yup it was the dirty dancing moves....what have I got myself into now.....
....and I was in his arms. I ran my palm from his shoulder slowly down to his chest and I pull myself away. He spin me and pull me back. He wrapped my arm around his neck, bending me back and he reached my leg upward ....we laughed and walked off the dance floor back to the bar.
I saw Hans sitting and smiling. I approached him and gave him a kiss on the lips. He kissed me back and grabbed me by the waist.
"Hi Hans, I couldn't sleep so I decided to check this place out. I saw Atikah sitting alone. I hope you don't mind me asking her to dance....", Iddin explained to Hans. Hans smile broadly.
"Hans, I'm going to the little girls room and will be back. Can I get just club soda, please?" I told Hans and kissed him before I walked away.
"Sure, Babe....", and he playfully slap my buttock. I turned and he winked. Iddin saw me turned but he immediately look away.
"Woww....she is a good dancer. Couldn't keep up with her.", Iddin had to speak out loud since the music is getting louder and louder on the dance floor.
"Just don't get carried away, Fazidin. Dancing Queen is three weeks pregnant." Hans sipped his drink and looked at Iddin.
"She's what? Pregnant? Those moves......ghezz Hans. I am sorry I didn't know.....dancing in heals?" Iddin felt guilty about the spins movements a moment ago.
"Well I told her so but she has a mind of her own...You'll see when she's back here, she'll wanna dance again.", Hans said.
I saw both Hans and Iddin talking and laughing as I stepped out of the washroom. Walking straight a head I sat next to Hans and he passed me my club soda. I drank about half a glass and said, "Come on Hans one more before we call it a night.", aku memujuk Hans.
"See...? wasn't I right?", Hans said and looked at Iddin. Iddin nodded and raised his glass.
"All right, one more and then we go up and have a night cap before head back to the hotel.", Hans agreed with one condition.
"Okay! Let's go, they are playing Saturday Night Fever.....", and I pull Hans. Hans got up and quickly took off his sports jacket and threw it to Iddin. Hans grabbed me from behind and our body touched. I can feel his hot breath on my cheek. I rested my back against his chest. His hands was on my hips in circular motion. That was when I decided to let go. Lifting both of my arms I grabbed his neck. Let my worries, my pain, and sorrow go. Right here, right now I was living. Nothing else seemed to matter anymore; I allowed Hans to take me anywhere he pleased on this dance floor. He went right, I went right. He sped up, I sped up. We became one with the song, with the dance and with each other. I couldn’t help but smile to myself.
As we turn around, there stood Iddin in my full view. I could see him leaning against the bar counter with whiskey in his hands. And he was staring directly at me.....
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