{ 雨の天使 }

Rain Angel
Chapter 5

[ It never rain today... ]

Do you know what is a terubozou?
Its a weather doll very popular in Japan where people hang it out if they wished for a good
weathered day tomorrow.
But if people wanted rain then they will have to hand the weather doll upside down in order for the rain to start.
I have 2 of them because I don't like it to be lonely hanging there all by itself.
That's when I prayed for the rain in the afternoons.

Days have past since the day Mavis have met him.
As she walked past the telephone booth she let out a smile to remind her of such a ridculous person that existed.
“I don't think he got the guts to kill himself anyway”
Mavis thought as she contiuned her journey to school.

Someone sprung on her as she was about to reach the school gate.
“Hey girl! Long time no see?”

Mavis turned back, it was Hanling.

“How are you Mavis? Getting better?”
Hanling asked as they walked inside the school.

“yeah... the running nose is drying up but still blocked”
Mavis's sounded lethargic.

“Oh.. yeah by the way, I walked past the market just now. Your mum pass me $50 and thanked me for lending you that day.. what's that all about?”

Mavis's heart frozed as she fear the worst.

“Then what did you tell her?”
“I just thanked her and tell her I will always help you because you are my best friend!”
Mavis's heart started to pump blood again.

“wah.. lucky you've never give me away. If not I won't know how to tell her”

“You can start by telling me, Your BEST friend first on what happen...!!”
Hanling's facial expression showed much eagerness and full of anticipation.

“It's nothing big deal.. I'll tell you over lunch can?”
“Awww.. why not now?”
Hanling's anticipation lowered.
“Because I have skipped lesson for 2 days already! So you gotta help me revise!”
Mavis said as they entered the classroom.

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“Mavis! Its lunch time already, let's go out and eat since our next lesson is at 3pm.”
Hanling hugged and dragged Mavis's arm.

Mavis told Hanling her experience 2 days back as they walked out of school.
“No way! Such a corny thing happened in real life in Singapore!”
Hanling rebuked.

“Mavis, you sure it's the truth? Or you make this up with your imagination?”
“No lah.. it's really the truth! Why would I make up something like that?”
“So did the guy finally kill himself?”
“I don't know, I don't suppose he will do it”
Mavis wondered.

“Yeah most probably the guy would have fallen for you.. it's always like that in the movies..”
Hanling using her ever imaginative creations.

“Yeah loh.. then no one will accompany you for movies again..”
“Oh yeah.. that's kinda sad though.. oh there's the resturant”
Hanling pointed.

They reached a japanese resturant not far from their school.
It was Hanling's idea.

Rumours has it that there's a cute looking guy is working with the cafe.
That rumour itself had attracted a lof of girls from nearby school for lunch.
Today is the day that they are going to verify the rumour.

“Hi ladies, so what would you like to have for lunch?”
The waiter served.
“So you are the rumoured cute guy that everyone is talking about?”
Hanling began to scan on him like a predator while Mavis flipping through the menu.
“Hmm... guess I didn't disappoint you right?”
The waiter smiled.
“Nope you didn't.. guess we will have our lunch here from now on”
Hanling had finished her scanning..
It read 8/10 from her scope and rated one of the highest in her collection of cute looking guys that she had ever met.

Mavis stopped flipping.
“That voice is very familiar... where did I ever hear it before?”

Mavis looked up to the waiter.

The Waiter stared at her.
That few seconds that exchanged between simply stop time from flowing.

“Oh my god. Its you!!!”
Mavis shouted as she covered her mouth.

“Oh.. hey it's you......”
The waiter replied as they looked at each other.
Both of them didn't exchange another single conversation.

Then Hanling broke the silence.
“Ok...Mavis, I smell something going on here.. and why am I being left out?”
“No lah.. just met an acquaintance”
Mavis tried to hide her blushes.

“Oh.. so your name is Mavis.. thanks for the other day.
By the way, my name is Wilson. Nice knowing you”
Wilson displayed her victory sign.

“What the other day? What happened?”
Hanling just didn't fit into the atmosphere that very moment.
“Hanling.. he's the guy whom I told you about just now..”
“Really?! Wah.. so you are that lame guy who tried to kill yourself?”
Hanling laughed.

“Hey stop it, Hanling, Sorry she didn't mean anything.”
Mavis just wanted to find a hole to hide.

“It's ok, it did happened anyway so there's nothing to feel ashame about”
Wilson smiled.

“Besides, I've recovered... so have you recoverd from your cold?”
“Yeah... kind of..”

“Ok, let's have some ordering from the ladies..shall we?”
“Mavis, you should have the Chasiew Ramen as it's not as spicy & oily compared to the rest.”
Wilson reccomended.

“Ok.. I will have that”
“And you?” Wilson turned his attention to Hanling.

“Hmmm.. I want Udon, some Okcha and most importantly your contact number!”

Mavis covered herself with the menu to hide her embrarassment created by her friend.
“Sure, right away”
Wilson took out a pen and scribble his numbers on the serviette besides Hanling.
After serving the ladies, Wilson went around serving others, wiping the tables, moving the boxes of supplies and arranging the table.

Mavis made quick glance at him.
That was the first time that she had looked at him at a distance.

As they walked back to school. Hanling took out the serviette.
“Take it. Don't say I'm not a good friend”
Hanling handed over Mavis her serviette.
“What? Haiyah.. Don't be like this can?”

Mavis pushed her hand away. The serviette dropped inside the drain.
“See what you've done...!”
Hanling looked at Mavis angrily.
“Lucky I've entered his number inside my phone!”

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Classes ended late that day.

Mavis walked through the park as she returned.
The sun was already setting.
“How come these 2 days no rain? Hmmm.. must pray for rain”
Mavis began to search for her terubozou dolls.

“Where are they??”
Mavis nearly poured her bag to search.

“Where did I lose them?? I didn't go out these 2 days.”
Mavis walked past the telephone booth.

“Did He picked up my dolls?”
Mavis wondered.

Mavis was too afraid to ask for his number from Hanling.
“Maybe I would just have to make another pair...”

The despaired feeling made her walk even slower.

Just as she was about to reach home,her phone began its melody.
There was a SMS message but the number was not familiar to her.

“Hey Mavis, it's me Wilson. Got your number from Hanling. Just want to ask you whether you are the owner of 2 white cloth doll which I picked up the other day?”

[ To be Cont ]

{ 雨の天使 }

Rain Angel

Chapter 4

[ The rain that warmth my heart ]

Are you happy?
With what you are currently doing?
With what you’ve got and all the things which you never get?
When was the last time you were happy?
Was it yesterday, is it today?
Did you felt a sense of warmness across your whole body.
A feeling that so intense that it spur you to move both side of your lips upwards as you let out a smile?

People who doesn’t smile often, often have the nicest smile.

Wilson strolled along the void decks across the streets as he head home.

The rain seems almost stopped as the sun finally crawls out from bed.

There was pain in his heart.
There was sadness felt within him but he didn’t feel the pain unbearable.

In fact he already knew they wouldn’t have a future the day they started.

It was a taboo relationship that never should have started.
She was wrong all along. They can’t be together forever.

Wilson could still remember the day when they had their conversation.

Was it Love that night or just two lonely hearts yearning for each other’s attention?

Wilson was wiping the bar counter when he noticed her sitting alone in the pub.

She had been sitting there for awhile and didn’t order anything.

“Hi Miss, can I get you anything?”
Wilson offered his assistance.

“Can you give me ‘Love’?”
Wendy asked.

Wilson looked at her for awhile before reacting.
“Hmmm.. well.. if you want, I can try. I’m experimenting some cocktail mixtures.

You want to try them?”

“ If that will give me love… why not?”
Wendy winked cheekily.

“So.. you’re waiting for your friend?
Seems like your friend is very late”
Wilson spoke as he prepared her drink.

“Nope... I’m alone… all alone”
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to look away from him.

“ Here’s your ‘Love’ ..I call it ‘My Love’ ..If you drink it, it will become ‘Our Love’ “

Wilson tried that to cheer her up.

“Really?”
Wendy wiped her tears. Wilson nodded.

“Cheers! Then.”
Wendy lifted her glass towards him.

The glasses of cocktail touched as feelings exchanged during that night.

From that night on, Wendy starts to frequent the club more often. Wilson welcomed her company as he tried to impress her with newer mixture of drinks that comes along.

Maybe she was trying to escape her loneliness as she tried to channel through means of drinking and making new friends.

Maybe he too was lonely and needed companionship from anyone.

Wendy’s objective seems to be seeking more attention and caring from anyone other than the man that only knew how to work every day & night.

The man who gave her a family, yet didn’t know how to love her.
The man who’s lawfully her husband.

Soon the companionship that she yearns becomes a relationship which both of them had developed.
The times they shared weren’t long but it was enough to proclaim their undying love for each other.

Wilson had promise to save enough money to marry her when she finally divorced her current husband.

He tried to save up by holding 4 jobs which he begins working from eight in the morning to the wee hours of midnight.

All for love, some might say.

However, everything came to a halt of red lights last night.
A secret & discreet relationship that was finally exposed.

All that he had planned didn’t worked out.
All that she had promised didn’t fulfill.
All the love that they laid down didn’t materialized.

Finally, she had chose bread over love.

Wilson head into the showers as he reached home.
As water ran down his head.

The images of Mavis flashes across.
“Who was that girl??”

“Why was she there in the first place?”
Wilson couldn’t place all his logic together.

Wilson looked at the mirror.

“I want you to be happy! Because life is suppose to be happy!”
Mavis showed her trademark victory sign and start walking back.

For no reason, he let out a smile as he think back the images of the girl.

“What a stupid girl..”

Wilson thought as he smiled.

It was something that he had not done for a long time.


As much as he wanted to let it all out and depressed himself,

Wilson just couldn’t find a reason to do that.

It seems rather childish and immature but he had promised the girl that he would be happy.

At least for today.

As Wilson picked up his jeans to wash, he felt something inside his pocket when he tried to reach for some coins.

It looked like 2 dolls with a cloth being tied up which looked like the head.

Wilson didn’t know what it was. It’s resemble more like a figure man.

The girl as she squat down most probably dropped the figures which landed inside his pocket.

As Wilson examined the figure,
there were some words written on 1 of figure.

“Mavis Will Pass her A Levels with Flying Colors!”

“The girl should be from St Andrew’s based on her school uniform. ”

“Such a irritating yet interesting girl…”

Wilson thought as he looked out of his window to see the last drop of rain fell below as he tied the dolls.

[To be Cont]

{ 雨の天使 }

Rain Angel
Chapter 3

[ The rain that drenched both of us ]

I always liked the rain.
I like to sit beside the windows and have the feeling of security inside a shelter while seeing people running around looking for one.
I always secretly prayed for the rain to come.
But I wished it only to rain in the afternoon... when my parents are resting.
I can't pray for rains to be at night because they will be out working at the market,
So if it rains at night.. I will be very sad...

Wilson walked out the telephone booth.
The rain was still pouring heavily throughout the whole park.
He was drenched from head down and was swaying side ways.
Mavis stood blank back inside the booth as she saw him further and further away from her sight.

“Will he really kill himself? What if he really kills himself?? Will I be charged with assisted suicide??”
Trains of thoughts rattled through her mind at the speed of 100km/hr as she watches his back view slowly diminishing through the rain.

Suddenly, there was a bolt of lightning that struck down from the sky and series of explosive thunders follows. When Mavis came to her senses, she saw Wilson already collapsed across the walk way.
“Oh my god..!!! What happened?? Is he dead??”

Mavis dashed out of the booth and ran towards him as fast as she could. She didn't cared less about herself being drenched by the incoming droplets as the rain pours.
Upon reaching him, Mavis didn't dare to do anything.
Wilson was motionless as he laid.
Mavis didn't know what to do next...
CPR recovery? She remembered how it was taught in school but she's just too nervous to recall anything now.

All she could do was to stand and stared at him.
Then she squat beside him.
Finally she tried to touch his hand.

Wilson opened his eyes and stared at Mavis as her hand touches his.
“Arrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!”
Mavis screamed as if she had seen a ghost.
“Can you please.... don't shout in my eyes?”
Wilson spoke as he closes his eyes once more.
“Why are you lying down here in this heavy rain?”
Mavis tried to shield herself and little bit of him as she spoked.
“Does it matters if it rains or shine? Because I don't see a difference”
Wilson continued to ignore her.
“Will... will you kill yourself as you've said over the phone?”
“I might... after I killed you first for eavesdropping my conversation.. who knows?”
“You can't kill yourself... what about your parents?”
“They are no longer with me”
“They migrated already? Everybody seems to be migrating nowadays”
“Argh! Can you please stop bothering me?”
Wilson sat up and looked at her.
It was the first time that both of them came face to face of each other. There was a moment of silence across them except the sound of the pounding rain.
“I don't know them.. they left me when I was very young. To me, they don't even exist”
Wilson didn't know why he told Mavis about the truth behind his parents that day. He had never told anyone anything about his past.
“Oh... that's really bad but don't worry! As long as you keep trying, you will see them one day!” Mavis tried to encourage.
“Please leave me alone”Wilson replied.
“I can't! If you commit suicide then I will become assisted murderer because I know you are going to kill yourself but I didn't stop you!”
“Did anyone ever tell you that you are very irritating?”
Wilson picked himself up and move on.
Mavis followed behind.
“Can you promise that you won't kill yourself?”
“Ok. Ok I promise. As long as you stop irritates me, I will not kill myself. Done?”
Wilson finally gave in.
“Ok. Then now you owe me something”
“What? Why??”
“Because I've just saved your life!”
Mavis returned a grin.
Wilson just shake his head in disbelief.
With all the commotion going on, it wasn't surprise Mavis had long forgotten about school.
She suddenly looked at her watch and began panicking.
“Oh my god! Oh my god!!! I'm late... I'm so damn late for school”
“So what? You can always take a medical leave”
“Can I do that?”
Ahhh... Choo! Mavis started sneezing uncontrollably.
“See? Now you can go and see a doctor”
“But I don't have enough money to go see a doctor..”
Wilson took out some notes from his pocket.
“Here's $50.. please go and see a doctor”
“But I can't take people's money!”
“You never steal or rob.. and didn't you say I owe you something?”
“Yeah because I saved you! Heehee”
“Then take this $50 and go see a doctor so that I don't owe you anything anymore”
“Wah.. your life only worth $50??”
“Then what do you want??? take it please and do whatever you like with it”

“I want you to be happy! Because life is suppose to be happy!”

Mavis showed her trademark victory sign and start walking back.

The bitter rain can make a person cold but those words that came out from her mouth really made Wilson felt a moment of warmness in his heart.

“Yeah.. right.. what's so great about being happy...”

As both of them walked opposite directions, the rain was stopping and the sky begins to clear up.

“Ma... I'm home”
Mavis said as she opened the door.

“You never go to school today?”
“I did... but I didn't feel well so I borrowed some money from Hanling and went to see the doctor..”

Mavis letting out a smile.
“Then why are you so happy? Happy because you no need to go to school?”

Mavis's mum glared at her.

“Nope.. I'm happy because I saved someone today!”

Mavis said as she looked out of her window to see the last drop of rain fell below...

[To be Cont]

A Lost Valentine's

Chapter 11

~~{ Epilogue }~~

Have you ever felt so lost & down when you lose something important in your life ?
but become unexpectably surprise when you’ve gain something else?
What had you lost?
What had you gain?
Was it the End? What is the End?
The End is just another beginning.

The end of one story only leads to the beginning of another.

The night sky was filled with clouds as the two of them walked down the park behind their school.

The moon was partially hidden behind the cloud but it shone enough to see the shyness & awkardness of both of them.

For they didn’t know what to say, as they continued walking & walking.
It was as if two lovers’ first time out on a date.

Nothing seems to be able to come out from their mouth as they looked at other.

“Why did you left… without saying anything…?”

Ken finally asked.
It was indeed the first thing he wanted to know and something had to know.

“I… I don’t know…”
Janice tried not to look at his face.

“How can I like the same person as my best friend…?”

“And you chose to go away? Did it help?”

“Ken, I didn’t choose to go away. My company had all along tied me up with the course and the date was already fixed… I just.. didn’t let you know. ”

“But you liked me all along right?”
Ken proceed.

“I……..”
Janice seems to have no answers for all the questions that Ken asked.

Maybe she had but her words seemed choked.

“Daphne was right after all..”

“What does it got to do with Daphne?”
Janice seem shocked.

“Did I ever tell you why we broke up?”

“No.. you didn’t…”

“Daphne said she wasn’t the one who loved me the most.. and she’s wasn’t the one whom I loved the most.”

Janice stopped walking.

She suddenly remembered the words from Daphne after she slapped her.
“Don’t hurt yourself and him anymore..”

Ken too stopped walking.

“What about Mabel? Didn’t she liked you a lot too?”

“Jan, I like Mabel all along but as a good friend, as a good sister. I was very happy that she liked me but when you love someone, you can’t just expect the person to return the favor right?”

Ken continued.

“But Mabel is my best friend, probably the only best friend that I will have this life. How can I do this kinda things to her?”

“Love is between two people. There’s right or wrong about anything.”

“We won’t have a future between us”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know.. I just don’t know…”

“Janice, listen to me. Nobody knows about the future. You are right, we may not last as long as we think.

But that shouldn’t stop us from beginning right?

At least it’s better than we never had the option to choose from beginning.”

Ken looked at the clear sky.

“Janice, you know.. we are not as young as we used to.”

Ken went on to hold her hand with his.

“Can we celebrate Valentine’s day like this every year?”

Janice was speechless..
This was something that she had always wished for the last 11 years.
She looked at Ken.

“Ken, can you promise me something?”

“To love you forever and forever?”

“Nope, I want you to hand write me a Lover Letter every Valentine’s day from next year onwards… until the day that you die. Even if I would to leave you first, you still have to write and ‘burn’ to me”

“Something like this?”
Ken took out the letter out from his pocket.

It was the letter that Janice had sent 10 years ago..

Janice hugged Ken.

“Yeah… something like that… “

And so it begins, a love story itself unfolds on Valentine’s day where many couples celebrates. Some would buy rings, flowers and other expensive gifts that they can afford.

What do we really want from Valentine’s day?

It’s may not be something expensive, its may not be something exclusive, it can even be a piece of letter that we’ve hand written and post to our love ones.

Would you write a love letter to your love one next Valentines?
I’m sure you would…

[ Happy Valentine's Day ]

The Meaning of Life

“Remember, if you made a mistake, you simply need to press Ctrl-Z for undo and the software will undo the previous error made”

I think we all know this for sure, but have we ever think that “why can’t life be as easy as the way it seems to be?”

Everyday, we are fed with enough frustration and stress to keep us thinking “life sucks isn’t it?”

So have we ever taken a step backwards or even slow down just to realize that there is obviously a better way to live? Life is the most complex thing that you will ever come across. From creation to end, from existence to extinction.

There’s no explanation yet and there shall be none even till the day that your life ends. As far as we all know life is mystical, we still can’t understand a single bit of it. We are taught things and remembering them and in return teach others and the cycle goes on and on.

Life is made up of memory, that only people who have memories have a life… Sometimes you remember the sad times that made you cried your heart out once, the happy times that you will still smile as you refresh.

Life is made up of experience, you learn about one thing, being shown and taught and you will remember it for a long long time. Though how much we want to remove our past unpleasant experience, we can’t, as it is already a part of Life.

Life is made up of feelings. You cry when you are sad, you fear when you’re alone. You’re relieved when everything’s over.

Life is made up of caring and sharing with others. Admit it, helping others makes your day no matter how tired you are. Even a simple a pat on the back of a tired man can stir enough energy to last him to finish his task.

Life is made up of Love. “People who lived without loving is never considered to have lived before” Love is the affectionate feelings developed between mutual parties through time, experience and memories unifies in one.

Life is You. Though there’s no spiritual prove, You are in control of your life.

You can end it anytime, prolong it anytime, enjoy it anytime and love it anytime. If the day comes when you realize that you want to end your life once and for all due to some unhappy memories, unpleasant experience.

Read this passage and think one more time from the beginning before you made any mistake. Tell yourself that ending a life is something cannot be retrieve by simply keying Ctrl-Z.

Won’t it be better that you live through all the bad times and show others how good you are when the time comes for you to give advise?

“Though life sucks, living a rotten life leads to a fulfilling future, not because you lived through it, but you’ve overcome it…”

Anntonii Lim

{ 雨の天使 }

Rain Angel

Chapter 2
[ The Rain that hurt me ]

I hate rain.
I hate the feeling of being isolated in a enclosure when it rains.
I hate myself most of the time.
Because I'm not happy.
I'm not happy when it rains.
Why does it have to rain when I'm not happy?
I hate rain.. & myself.

“Ti... Ti... Ti...”
The melody of the mobile phone sounded across the empty room.
Vibrations trembles through the floor below the bed.

“Argh....”
Wilson woke up finding himself with spinning headache.
He couldn't remember whatever happened a few hours ago.

“You shouldn't mixed 7 types of liquor together in a glass”
All he could remember was being dead drunk outside the club where he worked.

As a bartender, his job is not only mixing the drinks but also mixing with the sophisticated people that surrounds him.
The crowd was cheering him on as there was a challenge from one of the regulars who frequent the club.

“Winners, get to keep the $500?” Challenger declared.
“Any amount is welcomed,” Wilson thought as he finished his first glass with ease.
There was tense competition among the two until the 8th glass where both of them starts to sober.

Wilson held on till the 10th glass when his challenger fell to the glass that he mixed.
Wilson had won and it's not as if he had not won before.

It was raining as Wilson walked out of the club.
He was trying to balance himself while walking down the street drenched.

“Stupid rain! Everyday rain!Rain all you want!”
Wilson shouted as he pointed to the sky.

The last thing he remembered before he past out was making a phone call to wendy.
“Wen... it's me Wil..”
“Wil... ? Wilson? Do you have anything important now? At this hour?”
“Wen, I don't think I can make it home, I'm at Kuoz's”
and he just collapsed.

“Did Wendy pick me up last night?”
Wilson picked up her mobile. It was 6.30am.. It read 7 missed and a short message.

The message read.
“Wil, We have to break up.. He already know...”
Wilson dialed her phone number.

“Hello....? Wil?”
“Yeah its me...” Wilson holding his head.
“Hello.. Hello?? Wilson is that you? Can you speak up?”
“Wendy it's me, can you hear me??” Wilson tried.
“Hello??? Wilson??”
Wilson slammed the phone at the floor. It was probably damaged last night.

“That's the reason why I always hate the rain”

Wilson cursed as he make his way downstairs.

He wandered a few blocks before finally found a telephone booth in the park.
“Hello Wendy?”
Wilson tried desperately reaching her.

“Wilson.. what happen??”
Wendy asked.

“I guess my phone was damaged last night.. anyway thanks for bringing me home”
“Wilson.. listen to me..... I think we need to end our relationship”

“Why?? What happened? Tell me Wendy?”
“He knew about us, all along...”

“Hang on Wendy... “

“Want to come in?”

Wilson opened the telephone booth door as he saw a girl half drenched trying to hide from the rain.

“Yes please~ only a while.. The rain is really too big. Thanks”
The girl looked at him as he continue his conversion. She had tried not to get too close up to him to give him some privacy in appreciation for his kindness.

“So what's going to happen between us?”
Wilson responded.

“Wilson, I don't know.. please don't ask me this question”

“Wen, you'll leave him because of me?”

“No I don't think so....”

“You won't? Then what do you regard me as all the time?”
“Your Toy?????” Wilson raised his voice.

“But he's my husband!”

Wendy too raised her voice with sounds of running nose.

“Have you ever spare a thought for me? Why am I living in the shadows of him?”

“You are not living in the shadows of him, I love you...as you are”

“I worked 4 jobs for you... you know that? I've never ask from you anything, I've given you everything that I have and I'm worthless compared to him?”
Wilson seems unable to control himself.

“Wilson, please get a hold of yourself. I already told you that both of us will not have a future.”

Wilson saw the girl trying very hard to squeeze herself towards one corner.

“Wendy, you know I love you very much....”

Wilson softened as he calm down.

“Wil, I love you too.. but this is my husband we're talking. How can I leave him for you?”
Wendy pleaded.

“It's ok if you don't love me... I don't suppose we will ever see each other again”

“Wait.. what do you mean by that?? We can still meet up in future.."

“No.. you will never see me again..”

Wilson suddenly noticed the girl had been looking at him.

He looked back.

“I'm going to kill myself....”

and he put down the receiver.

[To be Cont]