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i hope you enjoy reading only you part two.. not so much scenes, but still, i really work hard on it..
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Only you (part 2)

Just then, someone run into me from behind. I fell onto the floor. Then, a hand reach out for me.

“ Are you okay? I am really sorry.”

I lift up my head. I am startled. My heart seems stop beating for a moment there. My limbs can’t move. My mouth is totally shut. Only one person could have done this to me. It is him. Yes, it is SHINee’s Minho. He is standing in front of me right now.

“ Miss? Are you hurt? Please, tell me.”

“ I..I....I am fine. Do..don..don’t worry.” I quickly stand up by myself.

He takes back his hand and put it in his pocket. Then, I realise all of SHINee’s members are there. Onew, Jonghyun, Key and Taemin. Their manager too. They all smile at me. I smile back at them. Only God know how I fell at that time. ‘Ahhhhh..!’ My soul just screamed out of happiness, cause of meeting SHINee of course. Minho bow down to the floor and reach for something.

“ Here, your passport. I’m sorry again. Enjoy your stay in Korea.”

“ Yeah, I will. Thank you.”

He smiles while handing me my passport. Ah, his sweet smile, never fail to melt someone heart including me. I smile at him back, reaching out for my passport. He and the others walk away as the manager ushered them to go.

Even it just a moment, my heart felt really flustered at that time. It seems like it was the most wonderful thing that had happen to me. Thank God for this wonderful meeting! It really felt like a dream. A dream that I would never wake up from. I shake my head.  I try to put away my thought just now and focus on my doing right now. I still need to get my bag and get out from the airport. I proceed to the baggage claim area.

The luggage are on the baggage carousel already, spinning around, waiting for their owners to reach for them. The luggage is reach one by one by the passengers, but I could not see the glimpse of my bag. I wait until the last bag, but still there is no sign of my luggage suit. What left is only a luggage which is exactly the same as mine. I know it is not my bag. I totally recognize mg bag. Plus, I even put a mark and my information on the bag. I decide to take that bag. Maybe the owner accidentally switched his bag with mine. ‘He may call me later. There is my information and contact number on that bag.’ I thought. Thus, I just take the bag home with me.

The taxi driver drives me through the quiet road. It is night time now. Only the pavement, cafe and pub are filled with people, having fun and enjoy the bright night.

 It is spring now! Beautiful flowers are blooming everywhere. Ah, so nice. This what I love about Korea, I could experience 4 different seasons here. Well, it could be better if I can enjoy it with someone special. ‘Haha!’

“Thank you, sir.”

The taxi driver nods his head and drive away. I stare at the bag I brought home with me.  

“Ah, what am I going to do with this bag? It seems I just bring it up and wait for someone to call then.” I pull the bag up to my house.

It has been long since I live in this house. Yeah, it has been two months. I uncovered the white cloth on the furniture.

“Haccho! Ah, these dust really itch my nose. Well, I better start cleaning.”

I get into my room and get undress. Luckily, I left some on my day clothes in the room. I changed into a simple t-shirt and track bottom. As I walk out, my eyes catch something. Another room’s door. Before, I live with a senior. That is her room. But, she had finished her study now, so she had returned home.  I have to live alone now. How am I going to survive this!

“ Hello, Hello. Ibanen narul dakeolkeyo. Hello, Hello. Ooh yeah baby baby girl.”

Just then, my phone rings with SHINee’s Hello ringtone. I pick up. It is an unknown number. I hesitated for a while before answering it.

“Hello?”

“Oh, Hello! Is this Miss Asifah?”

It is a guy’s voice. The voice seems familiar. I think I have heard it somewhere.

“Yes, it is me. May I know who is this too?”

“ Actually, I have accidentally took your bag. Your bag is exactly as mine. That is why I took it at the airport. Your number is on the bag, so I call that number. I am really sorry.”

‘Thank goodness.’ My heart sighs in relief.

“ Oh, it’s ok. But can you hand it back to me?”

“Sure.”

“ One more thing, I think your bag is with me right now. I took the same bag as mine also, as I thought maybe the person who may accidentally switched my bag with him will call me. Thank goodness you call me.”

“ Really? Thank you. Hmm..can we meet tonight? I know it is late, but I need my bag right now. I am sorry.”

I take a glimpse at my watch. It is 10.30 p.m. already.

“Hmmm..ok. I need my bag too. But where do we meet? I am not familiar with Seoul yet.”

“ Where do you live?”

“In the area of Anam-dong, Seongbuk-gu.”

“ There is a coffee shop there right? Goong Coffee Shop.”

“ Oh, yeah!”

“ Shall we meet there?”

“ Ok. How do I recognize you?”

“ Hmm..I’ll be wearing blue shirt and a white cap. You?”

“ Ok. Well, I.... will wear a blue long sleeve shirt. I’ll wear a light blue scarf too.”

“ We’ll meet there in 15 minutes.”

“ It is set then.”

“Ok,see you later then. Bye!”

“ Bye.”

I hang up the phone. Wait, I haven’t ask his name yet. Silly me.

“ Ah, I better get ready.”

I changed my clothes and put on my scarf. Put a little bit of light make up and hurriedly go out of the house, dragging the luggage with me. I decided to walk to the shop as it is just a few blocks away. I walk along the pavements. Some shops had closed but the cafe and pub are still on business. Some people are looking towards me. I may look weird, dragging a big luggage with me late at night, I think. ‘Ah, never mind.’ The scent of spring really lighten up my mood tonight. The gentle breeze shyly touch me, quite refreshing. Then, I stop when my eyes catch the word on a signboard hanging above a shop. ‘Goong Coffee Shop.’

“Ah, this is the coffee shop.”

I enter the shop. I look around the shop but a guy with blue shirt and white cap cannot be seen anywhere there. Maybe he is still on the way. I took a seat near the window. The view outside the window is very beautiful. Pink flower are in scattered everywhere. In the air and on the ground. While the moon is glowing brightly, accompany by millions of stars, shining just like SHINee. ‘Haha! What am I thinking right now? Everything is only about SHINee.’

I ordered hot chocolate while waiting for that guy. I look at my watch. It is already 10.55 p.m. He is late. I take a sip of the hot chocolate. Hmm..the aroma, the taste, so good. Just then, a voice came from behind.

“ Ah, I’m sorry cause I late. You are Asifah right?”

I turn my head to the right side and I see him. The guy with blue shirt and white cap. It is him.

Jeng3!

Nuguyo? Who is he?

Be patient...

Party time!!

my class will be having a bbq party this evening..can't wait!!
I'm sorry espsecially to Adilah cause I haven't continue the only you part 2.. I'm quite busy organizing the party.. mianhe...!
I'll continue it tonight, maybe..
Sarnghae...!

The Wedding

ah...finally the rain stopped. so, i managed to go to the wedding. here a pic of me, bihah with the bride and bridegroom.

the food?? totally delicious... i had almost two plate of rice..haha!! gonna go exercise..aja2 fighting!!

today...

aahh..it's raining now.. not that i don't like it, but i wanna go out today!!
going to my friend's sibling's wedding..not my friend who is going to marry today..huhu
quite busy today..need to organize the bbq party for my class held tomorrow..
ah, can't wait for the bbq party!!

Only You (part 1)

The atmosphere in the plane is really quiet. Most of the passengers are sleeping as it is night time now. Yet, there are some still awake. Reading, chit chating and doing something else to throw away their boredom. So am I. Listening to SHINee’s songs really make up my day. How I wish I could meet them one day. I am on the way to Korea right now!

I have never thought that I’ll be able to study in Korea or even go to Korea. But, my dream did come true. I am on my way to Korea now for my first year in Korea University, after finishing my one-year foundation at there too. Before this, I just had rubbish talk with my friends. I still remember pretending Minho, the SHINee's flaming charisma guy is my boyfriend. Ah, what a dreamer I was back then. Still, my friends love to together build my castle in the air. I love them! They were really happy when I got the scholarship to pursue my study in Korea.

“ Hazirah, Bihah, I have something to tell you guys!” I went to meet Hazirah and Bihah one day, holding the scholarship letter.

“What? You seem so excited. Tell me and Bihah.”

“ Well, you guys should read this.” I handed them the letter. Both of them quietly read it.

“ What?!!” both of them shouted.

“ Wah, congratulations! Seem like your dream has come true my friend.” Hazirah said.

“ Yah, congratulations. I am happy for you.” Bihah congratulated me too.

“ Ah, you’ll be able to meet Minho there. Happy now?? Haha!”

“ I told him already. Haha!” We all laughed together.

“ When are you going?” Hazirah’s voice toned down a bit.

“ Hmm..next month. We only have about three weeks left to be together like this. Although I am happy to go there, but still, it’s hard for me to leave you guys. Both of you are my best friends in the whole wide world!”

“ We’ll miss you so much. Don’t worry, we still can get in touch through phone or internet.”

“ Yeah, but it is different than being with you guys here. I’ll be lonely there.”

“ Lonely? Wouldn’t you’ll be with Minho there? Haha!”

“ Ha, I forgot. Haha!”

“ Just take care of yourself there. Study well be successful there. We will always be best friends.”

“ Thank you, my friends.”

I wonder how are they doing right now. I hope they are fine and well. These flashbacks of memories really saddened me. Now, I start missing my parents more. Two months break is just not enough for me to spend with mommy and daddy. I miss my mom’s cooking, my dad’s hand brushing my hair when I sit with him and all the things I did with them. It is really hard living alone in Korea. But, I need to be strong. They have high hopes on me as I am their only child. They really want me to excel in my study. Thus, I have to study really hard there and make them proud. I miss you mom and dad.

“ I am the captain of this plane speaking. We will arrive at Incheon International Airport in 30 minutes. I hope you have a great journey with our flight. Enjoy your stay in Korea. Thank you for being with us.”

The captain’s announcement wake me up from my deep thoughts. The sleeping passengers wake up upon hearing the announcement too. The other stop what they are doing. All of them start packing up their things and tidy up themselves. I switch off my iPod and start packing my things into my backpack too.

30 minutes later we safely land at the Incheon International Airport. The passengers are busy taking their hand luggage from the luggage compartment above the seat.  Then, a passenger accidentally drops his luggage on my head. Thank goodness it is just a small backpack.

“ Ah, I’m sorry miss. Are you okay? ”

“ It’s alright. I’m fine. Better be careful next time.”

I rub my head while look up to him. He is a very handsome young man. He is Malay like me I think considering his face, skin colour and his English accent.

“ I’m sorry again miss.”

He walk pass by me toward the exit door. The stewardess led us out of the plane into the airport terminal. They send us with sweet smiles of them. ‘Ah, I am jealous of them. They are really beautiful.’ I thought as just I walk in front of them and smile back to them. 

When I am walking on the second floor to go to fetch my luggage at the baggage claim area in the airport I could see so many people at the down floor. It seems like there is a mega sale with 50% to 90% sale usually held during the end of the year, even though now is just the start of spring. Most of them are female. Some are holding cards and banners.  They even holding up their cameras, like reporters, ready to take some pictures. There are even airports guard guarding the exit door and around the people. I wonder why. I have only saw this situation in TV or the internet. I never watch it live. So, are they fans? Wait, would there be idol groups arriving at the airport. This kind of thing get me excited too. If it is true, I hope it is SHINee. Well, SHINee is one of the famous idol group in Korea. No wonder they will have so many fans waiting for them.

‘ Wait. If it is really SHINee, what am I going to do? What if I could really meet them?’ I thought.

‘ Ah! It will be great if I could meet them. Especially Minho.’ I smile to myself imagining what will happen if I could meet them.

Just then, someone ran into me from behind. I fell onto the floor. Then, a hand reach out for me.

Who is it?

Wondering?

Just wait for next part.

Sorry, it is quite short.

Music Of My Life

‘ International Music Performances.’ That is what is written on the brochure. I have never imagined I would be here today. I have never dreamed that my life will be filled with music all these years. He was the one who showed me the beautiful side of music. The one who led me to the world of music. The one who brought the most wonderful thing into my life, that is love.

It was a busy day for me. I had to finish up all my assignments and hand it in today.  Adding to my problem, my best friend in the whole wide world, Minho was busy making noise with his favourite guitar. He was playing something with it and I just could not bother to do nothing. I was really not into this kind of thing. Music would always be last in my life’s list.

“ Hey! Slow down a bit. I have a lot of work to do you know. I know you have a competition coming up, but please go and practice it somewhere else. You know I do not like music very much. “

He stopped playing. His hold his hand up showing that he was begging for an apology.

“ I am sorry my dear. I will stop playing. Do not get mad. You look extremely horrible when you are mad you know. Now, smile!”

Looking at him smiling already making me wanted to smile with him. I gave him the biggest smile in the world. He just laughed at me.

“ I would like to ask you. Why do you dislike music? I was wondering all this time. I had gave my all to music throughout my life, but you, never interested in music.”

His questions startled me. I never imagined he could ask me this. Truthfully, I have never had any strong reason why I do not like music very much.

“ Hmm.. I do not know, really. It just I do not like music.”

“ I see. I know, you just have not seen the beautiful side of music. Come, follow me. I will show you what is music.”

He brought me to the music hall. The university’s orchestra was preparing to start their practice. We quietly took a seat right in the middle of the hall. Then, the music started. The sound of piano, violin, saxophone, cello and all the other instrument combined together to form a beautiful melody. A melody that would moved everybody’s heart. Today, it was mine. It brought me to another world that I have never been.

“ So, how was that? Do you like it?”

“ Yes. That music really calmed my heart. I feel so great right now. Thanks for bringing me here, I love it.”

I gave him a big smile. He suddenly blushed. I wonder why.

“ Minho, could you find me a piano teacher? I was amazed with the sound of the piano just now.”

“ My hearing is still fine, right? I am not mistaken, right? You want to learn the piano?”

“ Yah, do you think I am kidding? This is for real.”

“ Would you like to learn from me?”

“ You can play the piano? I thought you just know how to play the guitar.”

“ Hey, I am a music genius you know. Haha...! So, will you?”

“ I am glad to be your student, Mr. Genius. Haha...!”

Starting from that day, he began teaching me everyday. He patiently taught me from the beginning. He would always sit beside me every time I played the piano. I felt really comfortable being with him during all those time. It felt like every note of the music from the piano created a beautiful world for both of us. I did not know when did I started having this feeling, but I was sure, I have fall in love with him. The kind eyes he had when he look at me, the sweet voice he used to talk to me and most importantly, the love he potrayed when he played music, all those things made me fall in love with him.

One day, he handed me a concert ticket. It was the university’s music competition. The one he always dreamed to participate.

“ You will come, right? I really need you to be there for me, supporting me.”

“ Of course I will come. I will never let my best friend down. Promise me you will try your best. Goodluck!”

“ Best friend?”

“ Yes, best friend. Why?”

“ Nothing. I promise I will win this for you.”

‘ Not best friend. My boyfriend. My most beloved man.’ That thought just wandering in my mind.

The day of the competition finally came. He played the guitar and sang so beautifully. I was totally drowned into his voice and music. At last, he won the competition. I was so proud of him. It seems he noticed me. He quickly smiled at me and showed me his trophy. I gave him a thumb up. He had to perform one more time as he had won.

“ I made this song myself. I would like to dedicate this song to my most beloved girl...”

Suddenly, Minho fall to the onto the stage. Everyone was shocked. I just stood still while his friends tried to help him. I was just so shocked to do anything.

“ He had suffered from brain tumour since 2 years ago. His condition is worsening now. He might not live any longer. I am sorry.”

The doctor’s word was like a lightning the struck directly into my heart. I just could not believe what I heard. He seemed healthy all this time. He just had several head ache lately. I sat beside his bed in the ward. He looked so pale. He slept so soundly as he would never woke up again. I was afraid that he might leave me alone. I fall asleep beside him.

“ Hey, wake up princess. I am the one who sick, but you are the one who is fast asleep.”

His weak voice woke me up.

“ You wake up already? I was really worried you know. And.. Why did you kept secret about your illness from me? I thought I am the most important person to you. So, is this mean I am nothing to you?”

“ No. You are the most important to me. That is why I kept this from you. I do not want you to be worried about me. I could not bear to see you crying for me.”

His hand barely reached my cheeks to wipe away my tears.

“ I have one last wish before I die. I would like to hear you playing the piano. Please, grant my wish, so that I could die peacefully. So that my soul will always live on in heaven with your music.”

“ Please, stop talking rubbish. You will be fine. You will never leave me alone, right? Do not worry, I will always play for you.”

I pushed him to the piano located in the hospital’s lobby. He quietly sat on the wheel chair facing me sitting at the piano. I began playing the piano. I played the Winter Sonata drama’s OST, My Memory, with the hope this would be the most beautiful memory we had. I played till the end.

“ How is my playing? Is it good?”

There was no response from him. I walked to him. His eyes were closed. I was so afraid, afraid that he might leave me. I walked to him closer. I tried to wake him up, but he never woke up since then.

A few days later, I received a parcel. It was a DVD. I quickly watched it using the DVD player. The one I missed so much appear on the television’s screen. The voice I had longed all this time echoed in the room. It was him, Minho.

“ Hi. Hmm.. I may not be in this world anymore when you watch this. I am sorry for everything. I would like to tell you something that I had wanted to say since a long time ago. I just do not have the courage. I... I had fall in love with you, since the first day we met. I love you so much, really. I had a gift for you as a symbol of my love. I had wrote you a song, Music of My Life. I hope you love it. Please live your life happily. Meet a guy who can make you happy. Lastly, do not ever forget music. I will always live in your music.”

I just could not hold my tears as soon I heard the sound of his guitar and his voice. The song was really beautiful.

‘ I love you too. Why did not you tell me earlier, I could have been happier. I could have bring happiness in your last moment of your life. I could never find another guy like you. You are the only one who can make me happy because I love you so much.’

The sound of applause from the audiences woke me up from my dream.

“ Thank you for the great performance. Now, let us welcome up Miss Asifah, the talented pianist to the stage.”

I walk up to the stage.

“ Thank you for inviting me today. It is such a great honour. The song I will be performing today is the most precious song to me. I would like to dedicate this song to my most beloved who is in heaven right now. I hope he could hear me and be happy there. Ladies and gentleman, please enjoy my performance, Music of My Life.”

I play the piano, puuting together mf feelings and heart into it. I could feel his presence beside me while I am playing the piano. His presence gives me strength to live on with music. He is the reason why I still live the world of music. Music had brought us together. I will continue to create beautiful music as long as I live because I know, his soul will continue to live in my music.