The Longest Day Ever

We laid there in bed a little longer, allowing the sun ray to creep slowly into the room from between the white curtain drapes.

It was a Sunday. A lazy day. Our lazy day.

I can hear you whispering something to me, while our eyes still closed shut, still half asleep. Wanna play badminton? I paused, then I replied sure. I could feel the fourth serving of pizza I had last night pitching a tent on both side of my hips. They were planning to stay in for the long run and I wasn’t about to let that happen. But it felt like the longest day ever.

Struggling, we both peeled ourselves from the warmth of each other and got dressed. I turned the heater on and helped you squeeze the toothpaste out, you kissed my forehead and told me my sneakers look great. We played a little badminton with friends. Laughed about smelly armpits and nauseating stinking toilets.

As we chatted under the sun, I covered my head with a small white towel. When our friends ask what’s up with that? Before I could explain, you explained. You knew. You knew how easily my skin gets burnt. With weird tan lines around my neck, arms, and ankles. You remembered.

During lunch, you teased about how bad I was at utilizing a pair of chopstick. I tried to prove you wrong but gave up instantly when I almost knocked over a container filled with chopsticks. Then I dropped a dumpling and splashed some black sauce on my top. You kept your cool. We continued chatting, laughing over great simple food. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours. It really felt like the longest day ever.

We made our way to your mom’s place where both your nephews greeted us with contagious laughter and adorable mini hugs. You picked them up. They giggled harder and harder as you spun them around in circles. I slumped onto the couch and admired the way your eyes lit up with each giggle. We could do this all day long. But we didn’t. Instead, we drove down to KLCC, bought some stuff from Mac, some snacks and drinks from Starbucks, and watched your mom and nephew quarrel over a packet of potato chips.

We crossed the water fountain, pushed passed the bustling noises of the crowd, and headed towards the park. You entertained your nephews on a twin stroller, while I assisted your mom on her wheelchair. Somehow, we managed to find a quiet spot under an enormous ’saga’ tree. The kids squealed and jumped off from their stroller, joining us in our hunt for bright red seeds. The seeds were everywhere. Hidden in between the bristle grass blades, tucked in between the square shaped pavements, and napping under dry ruffled leaves. As the sun set, so did we.

Back at home, you plugged in the composite AV cable for my iPhone. I’ve always been horrible with these sort of things but you understood. I no longer have to squint my eyes to watch movies on a tiny screen. With your help, I’m watching them on the big telly now. I was smiling the entire time, so impressed by the miracle of a piece of wire. I wonder if it’s really that easy to please myself. Nevertheless, I gave you a hug.

It was just a simple, uncomplicated, ordinary day. But as I recounted the day even more, I realize that it wasn’t the longest day ever. It was really the best day ever. Thank you baby.

Pic taken from my iPhone. Please close an eye for the quality.