Flower from A Male Singer

Hullo, Maders! Wow it’s been very long time since I wrote something here last time. I was busy with campus' stuff because master degree isn’t as easy as bachelor degree. I needed to do many essays and researches. Well, now I’m having holiday till next February. I’ll focus to write things happened in my life xD enjoy!

Last Saturday night, there was a party at school where I teach. Some singers sang while my students and other people danced in front of the stage. I saw a piano (a keyboard actually) and I wanted to play, so I asked one of the singers’ permission to let me in. He said yes and I needed to wait one more song. After one song done, he didn’t let me play yet and said I had to wait for another song. The interruption continued when Mommy Salma having a birthday and everyone congratulated her.

I hardly lost my patience and Dad asked me to go home soon because I was there with him. It’s almost midnight anyway, bedtime. When I waited for Dad’s car near the parking area, the singer called my name. I heard it! I ran quickly to the stage by bringing my red girly bag and a calendar. I said to the singer, “me! Me! Here!”

The people looked at me but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to play piano on the stage. I had difficulty to come up because the stage was a meter high. Then, suddenly, A HANDSOME SINGER (man) gave me his hand. Rather sweaty actually haha. He has fair skin and I knew he is the most handsome singer there, he wasn’t the one calling my name. Different.

I blushed because we held hands for a second then I grabbed the piano. I presented the song for my students, I spoke it through a microphone. Then I played. In the very beginning of melody, the handsome singer gave me (real) flower. I got nervous and it distracted my concentration. Honestly, I didn’t play the piano very well, moderate I’d say!

The girls screamed out loud when the handsome singer took my hand and gave me flower. The day after, my students said that I broke other girls’ heart by taking the flower from the most handsome singer on the stage. I laughed and felt grateful. That’s what I called rezeki and not my fault at all. Thank you for the flower, Habib Alwi! He is Habib because of his Arabic blood. 

Have a nice day, Maders!