The past month has been a period of anguish, suffering and a sequence of test by the Al-Mighty. I am just not ready to write and share what I've been through in these past months.
No, I have not abandoned this site. It is just right after the 19 Mar 2016 incident I somehow diverted my interest into Fictional novel writing. I have so far posted 21 chapters of my novel in my third blogspot site and currently working on chapter 22. I wanna do something outside the of box just for fun. So far I have a few faithful reader who follow my novel and I thank them so much.
Of course it's a romance novel where the plot comes out of my imagination. Though, there were people who I came across in my past whom I added supporting roles just to develop my story line. You know how much we women deprived of a good man in our life, a man who is very supportive, caring, gentleman, mature, and not selfish! Where can you find those character if not in a novel. We women crave for attention and drama (as my other half would say...uwekkk!) and I hope this novel can take you to your own La...La...Land!
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It is not really easy to create a plot or story line because when I write it comes out there and then.....all I wish is to maintain a smooth transition from one chapter to the other. The novel mainly revolves around Atikah and Hans and additional characters are rarely used. Each chapter comes with a specific song which signify how Atikah or Hans felt.
Unfortunately I had to combine both English and Malay language in my novel. Though it's a trend these days in novel writing but I have to admit mine was due to weakness in vocabulary....hahaha....
Anyway, when I find the confidence I will share the blog site here. In the meantime, my priority is completing the novel.
Just sharing here a short section from chapter 1.
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Characters:
Atikah/Tika
Hans Azman
Part 1.
Pagi itu aku nekad untuk bertemu Hans di tempat yang kami rancangkan. Perjalanan yang memakan masa selama satu jam terasa lama untuk sampai.
Am I excited to see him? Yes of course. Lama tak bertentangan mata dengan Hans. Rindu serindunya. Tapi aku selalu tak mahu admit it.
Am I excited to see him? Yes of course. Lama tak bertentangan mata dengan Hans. Rindu serindunya. Tapi aku selalu tak mahu admit it.
Rasa guilty? Yes of course. Tapi kenapa aku buat kerja bodoh ni? Berdosa Tika, berdosa. Ahhh! Aku jumpa Hans saja, bukannya buat apa-apa pun…..kata-kata seolah menenangkan perasaan ku.
Pertemuan yang tak disangka 2 minggu lalu di Starbucks Cyberjaya is the result of this second meeting.
"Hello, what are you doing in my corner of the world?", aku menyapa jejaka yang beratur dihadapan ku.
"Eh, hi. How are you?", he was surprised to see me. "What are you doing here?"
"Do you still remember me? Dah lama sangat rasanya tak dengar any news from you", aku membalas. "I am good and you?".
He smiled. "Yeah, yeah, I'm alright".
After paying for his coffee he told the barrister over the counter, "I'll pay whatever this lady's buying...". "OK Sir...", said the barrister.
"Eh,...Hans it's okay....", aku tersengih malu.
"No, no,...it's on me...ok. I insist", he said.
As I walked to collect my hot Caramel Latte, I saw him smiling. "If you are not too busy, wanna join me for coffee here?"
Would I? Well, why not. He is not a total stranger. We met occasionally in the past 2 years.
"Sure, boleh....", I smiled back at him.
We talked mostly about work and family. Sedar tak sedar, kami bersembang lebih 2 jam.
"Well Hans, I have to go. I have to run a few errands but it was really nice seeing you again", as I picked up my coffee and cellphone from the table.
"Yeah, yeah,...I don't want to keep you here too long, too. Perhaps we can do this again? Soon?", he said sambil menghulurkan tangan untuk bersalam.
"Boleh, Better still come over to the house, you still remember the way kan....", aku menyambut salamnya. Dia seperti gugup.
As I walk to leave the table, I turned around and asked him, "Do you still have my number?"
He immediately replied, "Yes, yes I do".