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One day, after cramming our brains with formulas and facts which sadly be practically useless and obsolete when we started working, we decided to go to Alpha Angle, Wangsa Maju to jalan-jalan (Tell me? Who the heck use calculus at work?).
After window shopping, we walked home. It was rather dark when we left the mall.
Girls being girls, we were talking about boys. Being the protective one, I promised to take care of my friend from getting hurt.
It was then we saw a motorbike stopping in front of us, about 100m away. The rider got down from his bike and stood in front of the vehicle’s headlight. He looked somewhat busy.
I didn’t really pay much attention to him as I was still assuring my friend of my promise of protection.
When we passed by the motorbike, my friend suddenly froze and grabbed my hand tightly. Then she quickly led the way and started to walk really fast, tagging me along clumsily. I was puzzled but I still couldn’t shut the hell up.
Suddenly the motorbike came from behind, extended his hand to grab us but missed. My friend pushed me to the side and both of us screamed our lungs out! The motorbike sped away.
“What was that for???” I gasped.
“You didn’t see what he was doing just now meh???” she exclaimed.
“No, I didn’t!”
“He was masturbating in front of his motorbike headlight lah!”
“Aiyoh! Choi!! I really tak nampak lah”
“Cis bedebah! Some more say want to protect me! Just now don’t know who screamed louder than me and got scared!”
We made it home safely and for once, I thanked God for night blindness.
After window shopping, we walked home. It was rather dark when we left the mall.
Girls being girls, we were talking about boys. Being the protective one, I promised to take care of my friend from getting hurt.
It was then we saw a motorbike stopping in front of us, about 100m away. The rider got down from his bike and stood in front of the vehicle’s headlight. He looked somewhat busy.
I didn’t really pay much attention to him as I was still assuring my friend of my promise of protection.
When we passed by the motorbike, my friend suddenly froze and grabbed my hand tightly. Then she quickly led the way and started to walk really fast, tagging me along clumsily. I was puzzled but I still couldn’t shut the hell up.
Suddenly the motorbike came from behind, extended his hand to grab us but missed. My friend pushed me to the side and both of us screamed our lungs out! The motorbike sped away.
“What was that for???” I gasped.
“You didn’t see what he was doing just now meh???” she exclaimed.
“No, I didn’t!”
“He was masturbating in front of his motorbike headlight lah!”
“Aiyoh! Choi!! I really tak nampak lah”
“Cis bedebah! Some more say want to protect me! Just now don’t know who screamed louder than me and got scared!”
We made it home safely and for once, I thanked God for night blindness.
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