I stared at my phone screen for a long time. The emotions in my heart were so chaotic that I could only say one sentence. I can only say... what the fuck!
"You don't need to love me like that. Why did you only follow me? I don't want to be killed by your wives."
The reason I said this is because I am worried about my life. Sarawat's wives are so scary. Once they find out, the explanation will be longer than the traffic jam in Sukhumvit.
"I followed you because we're friends. Don't think too much." What the hell is this answer?
"So, why didn't you follow your White Lion gang?" "Stop asking. Or do you want to be something else?" "Something else?"
"Umm. Be my mistress."
"..." Okay, I don't want to argue anymore. It is better to take my time enjoying the food and ignore this man. He also swiped on his phone screen to play, while other people here are yelling like hungry dogs.
"Sarawat, please like the photo I tagged you!"
"Sarawat~"
"Go ahead. I think she is really crazy about you." Sarawat stared at me but did not say anything. Until...
"Awwwww! Sarawat liked my photo! Guys! I'll give you Polaroid film photos for Sarawat! For free! Come pick them up in our shop tomorrow! Ahhh~" .
As this is called... 'Happiness is Everywhere' even if only for a moment. After Sarawat liked the photo, he used the same finger, picking his nose.
"Why are you making that face?" He asked me a few moments later.
"What?"
"Your photos on Instagram." He then showed me a sample photo for me to see. Actually, this photo has beautiful lighting. The location is also good. What is more important is that it takes nearly twenty minutes to get this perfect shot.
Then I used 'chapped lips' as a caption. "I know I'm so handsome."
"You look like a nut."
"Buffalo, that is the trend, you know?" When I take pictures, I always wonder whether I am really handsome or the camera is just great. I almost got 500 likes as well and he still dares to say that I looked like a nut? Damn! He is indeed an asshole. "Why do you have to shoff like that? Trying hard to strike a pose."
"Because I am not that hot like you. Even when you are holding your fart, the girls will still think that you are handsome. I need to show off so people will say I'm handsome."
"So, do you think you are handsome?"
"Normal."
"Touching each other's boobs is normal."
"Damn! Those are two different things." Why is he so obsessed with boobs?
"..."
"To be honest, you don't have to follow my account. Also, I am giving you permission to like other people, except when Green's around."
"Finish your food."
"So, can you tell me who you like?"
"I already told you that the one I like is the one I've followed."
"Damn! I mean who you really have a crush on. Alright, I won't ask you anymore." Silence sets in again. I have nothing to say, but it is a bit weird that I never feel awkward when he answers me like that. That is probably because our friendship is getting stronger. I also don't feel nervous when I am with him even in a silence like this. I even feel secured and relaxed.
"I've been trying to use Instagram for days, but only found out today that you can't save the photos." He spoke after five minutes of playing on his phone.
"Why are you so stupid? I thought you already knew." "I only found out yesterday when Man told me."
"Well, what are you doing right now?"
"Taking screenshots."
"Wow! Someone like you also has sweet moments like that? Damn! Come one, let me see the pictures. Let me see if she's beautiful."
"It's from someone who likes to show off."
"Likes to show off?"
"You. Troublemaker."
"..."
"You need to take responsibility if my phone's memory is full."
Earlier, I said that I don't feel awkward because of our friendship. But now, I think we are not so close after all because I am fucking nervous right now. I can't even catch up with my breath. Damn! My heart...
Being a cheerleader slave of the seniors is the greatest misery in the life of a cool person like me. They needed more and more, and more rehearsals, and I had to dance to the same song more than ten times. Now, it is almost eleven o'clock.
Sarawat was also begged by the seniors to stay and wait for me. He is just sitting nearby, waiting for me. Not to mention the mosquitoes around the area.
He looks pathetic. Actually, he can go back to his dorm first but I don't know why he wouldn't. Maybe because he doesn't want to spoil his reputation as the 'national husband' so he has to cooperate with the seniors.
"Nong Tine, raise your hand higher... Yes, that's it!"
But as soon as the senior walked to where the last person in the line was, I gradually lowered my hands. I'm so tired now!
"Senior, Tine lowered his hand."
"Nong Tine!"
Sarawat! You bastard!
I cursed him without a voice but I am sure he saw the movements of my mouth. I then saw him laugh while covering his mouth. Just wait, asshole. I will kick you after this. Just don't run away.
"Tine, do it again."
"Yes."
"You already ate, right? I thought you would be more active now."
"I have a lot of mosquito bites because my blood is too sweet." That is not a lie. I'm not just tired, I also felt itchy in my legs.
"Well, then, after this song you guys can go back. But please, pay more attention."
"Yes!"
Alright! Let's do this! This is the last one. So we all put all our strengths and efforts into training, making the seniors praise us. But after three seconds, they all turned to pay attention to Sarawat.
Is he still that important this time?
"Nong Tine, you can go home first." They saw me walking back and forth which made them confused.
"I want to take my backpack." I said respectfully. But the problem is that the bastard has my backpack so I can't go home yet. Shouting and calling him to return my backpack is also awkward. I can't do anything so I just stood foolishly, letting mosquitoes bite me again for a while.
"I'll go home now." This time, Sarawat turned to speak to the seniors. He then walked closer to me.
"Are you going home?" He asked me.
"Yes."
"Take care." And then he nodded.
"Give me my bag."
"Come with me. I'll drop you home."
"I brought my car."
"Then I'll take you to your car."
"Do you think I'm a kindergarten student who cries for help?"
"A baby like you is not the same." He reached out his thick hand to rub my hair then went down to hold my hand and pulled me forcefully.
"Did you paint your room today?" I asked him while my feet were still following him.
"Not yet."
"You said you would paint it today."
"You didn't come so there's no sense. I need a servant" "Asshole!"
"Come help me tomorrow."
"No. Tomorrow is Saturday. I need to sleep until late afternoon."
"If you come, I will let you touch my boobs."
"I don't like flat boobs."
"I'll buy food."
"I'm not greedy."
"I'll help you do your homework."
"You and I study in different faculties."
"I'll teach you how to play the guitar."
I am stunned for a moment. He is trying to lure me with the thing I really wanted to be good at. I want to play the guitar skillfully so I can captivate the heart of that medicine girl. If I wait for the progress of the club, it will certainly take a long time. That is why I looked at the tall person while thinking...
"What time?"
"See you at six. Wake me up when you arrive. Drive carefully." Then he rubbed my hair again.
I try to get a hold of myself but by the time I regain consciousness, he's gone. Six in the morning? That's too early! Why don't you tell me to sleep in your room all at once?
I complained silently. How should I wake him up? Knocking on his door will cause a loud noise. His neighbors might come out and beat me. I hate this but can't do anything so I just kick the wheel of my car.
After venting my anger, I walked toward the car door while putting my hand into my backpack to look for the car key. But the objects that were touched by my hand were... a mosquito repellant spray and a key with a Luffy character keychain. I am pretty sure these are from Sarawat. Should I need to say thank you?
Thank you for buying me a mosquito repellant spray. But why didn't you give me one when I was training?
Ding~
Not so long after I got in my car, the message sound rang.
Saraleo
-Food: 10 boc 350 bat
-Drinks: 10 botles 80 baht
-a spray: 35 baht U owe me 456 baht
What a nuisance!
He is such a hog and so stupid. And he never types correctly! I guess Green probably won't be jealous if I have a happy ending with this kind of damn guy. Oh, my heart...
Did you think that I obeyed his words? He said at six, right? So I woke up at seven, then finished doing my own things at eight. When I arrived, I decided to knock on the door to show my manner, but it seemed like the man inside was dead. I heard nothing. So, I decided to use the key.
But what I'm seeing now is...
"Aaaahhh~" I am yelling, almost knocking off my feet. What the fuck is that!!!! The image of a naked person in front of me is a cruel picture to my eyes. He knew very well that I would be here in the morning, but he fell asleep naked? He just doesn't care about anything! Well, then let me create a hashtag.
#NakedSarawat #SarawatExpo #ShowedItem #BigDEnergy
I have to stop my naughty imagination as he is now sitting up. He is rubbing his eyes while daydreaming as if he didn't wake up yet. But here I am, fully awake! "Oh, you're here?"
"Bastard! Why aren't you dressed?" I hurriedly took a blanket to cover that inappropriate thing.
"While sleeping?"
"You normally don't wear clothes while sleeping?"
He shook his head. Godammit! Why do I feel everything about him is indifferent? I want to shout at him using my loudest voice, but I can't.
"You need to wear something. If anyone comes and sees you like this, I pity their eyes."
"I'm here alone. Why do I need to do that?"
"But what if I want to practice here... "
"Okay. If you want me to wear clothes, I will." Why am I acting like I am his mother now?
"Go shower."
He nodded like a cute cat and did not argue anymore. Maybe because he just woke up?
After Sarawat got in the shower room, I started listening to music while waiting for him to get rid of the boredom. I then looked around the room to judge. Some items have been moved from their previous position. Cabinets and dishes are pulled to the center of the room. Only expensive guitars are placed on the bed, far from other objects.
I got up to tidy the textbooks, then pile them up on the bookshelves that had been pulled from the wall before turning to look at the color of the paint.
This time it is gray. Anyway, it looked brighter than black. "Sarawat!" I shouted his name while he was in the bathroom.
"What?"
"What do you want to eat? I will go out to buy."
"There are lunchboxes in the fridge. Take it out and heat it in the microwave. Why are you so stupud? Outside is hot as hell right now." Wow! I got scolded again.
"Alright, damn it." I replied but I did not do anything. I am just listening to music until he finishes taking a shower. Don't ever think that he will come out with a sexy appearance with a towel on his waist, and body covered by drops of water...
Because he came out wearing clothes. Maybe, he is scared because I will curse him again.
Sarawat is wearing a large white shirt with the words 'Save Water, Drink Vodka' and his boxer shorts. He looks so weird to me because I usually only see him in his uniform or his football shirt.
"What are you looking at?" The low voice spoke. I immediately looked away. "Nothing."
"Are you hungry?"
"A little." The tall body went to open the fridge, took out the lunch box and put it in the microwave.
"I only have Kra-Phao."
"If there's nothing else, then that's fine. How are your hands?" I just realized that his hands had not yet recovered. I don't even know if he can practice the guitar or not.
"Why are you worried about me?"
"... I've told you, I am just concerned about our club."
"You still won't allow me to touch your boobs so the wounds haven't healed yet."
"Pervert!"
I heard his soft laughter. We then sat down and ate the preheated lunch boxes while arguing for an hour. This time, my mission is going to begin in exchange for the professional guitar tutorial. But why do I have to invest so much like this? I think I'm going to cry.
Imagine, two men helping each other bring scaffolding into the room. If you are going to ask why we didn't call others to help us, Sarawat told me his friends don't know how to get here. Okay, alright. It is just me. Only me who knows his secret chambers.
After the scaffolding had been brought in, we began our work. The easy work goes to me; unpacking and arranging furniture in the middle of the room. Hard work such as painting and whistling is his duty. Okay, I'm good!
The most extreme job is that the shoe cabinet has fallen upside down during the removal process from the wall. Therefore, I have to rearrange his shoes. But why? Why do I need to do this? I am not his wife!
I sat and looked at his shoes.
Nike, Adidas, Rebook, Vans, New Balance, and wait! Chang Dao slippers?
Too many Chang Dao here! Is this his collection? Damn
"Whose slippers are these?" I pointed at the Thai brand blue slippers before the person next to me turned around to answer.
"Mine."
"All of these?"
"Umm. That's very comfortable to wear."
"Should I tell your fans? They will buy it for you."
"If it's someone else's gift, I won't use it."
"Whew! What a dignified man!"
"But if it's from you, I will use it."
"Why should I buy it for you?" Sarawat just narrowed his eyes.
"Hey, those ones near the door, don't put them into the cabinet."
"Am I your slave?"
"Yes, sir."
Damn it! I couldn't ever beat him.
I walked to the corner, trying to move those shoes to the middle of the room. As I see them, a question pops up in my mind.
Do you still dare these as shoes? I call that rubbish at home. All shoes are new, except for a pair of Converse and Onitsuka in front. Why didn't you use all of them? Damn!
I kept on complaining again and again but I am still doing what he asks me to do. The room never fell into a state of silence. Not because we kept on arguing but because of the music that is playing while we are working. Then a knock on the door interrupts us.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Is your friend coming?" I asked but Sarawat shook his head and frowned as if he knew nothing.
Knock!
"Open the door." He said. I stood and turned to open the door.
"Why are there so many newspapers here... Eh? Hi there! Are you Sarawat's friend?" The woman in front of me looked surprised. I then retreated to make way for people who had just entered without permission.
"She's my mother."
Awww! His mom looked so young! No doubt why Sarawat is handsome.
"Hello, good afternoon." I greet her politely while sending a wai.
"Why didn't you call me?" The person standing on the scaffold and holding the brush calmly asked.
"It wouldn't be a surprise if I called you!. Mother secretly came to see if you have a secret hidden."
"..."
"Please continue what you're doing. Mother only came to stop by." How is that possible? Now I feel uncomfortable. What's more, she was so close to me. She then quickly put the fruit she had brought in the fridge and then sat on the bed to watch me and Sarawat.
"What is your name?"
"I'm Tine."
"Sarawat's friend, right?"
"Yes."
"Hmmm... Strange. He usually doesn't bring anyone to his room."
"It's not strange." Sarawat hurriedly denied it. His mother just nodded then walked around the room. I don't know what to say or what to do. I do not know where to stand as well. Although the hospitality given by his mother is very much, we all know there is still a wall between adults and young people.
A wall of respect and considerateness.
"Come and help me paint. No need to stand there and spin like a lost child. And stop panicking."
"What the..." I was about to curse him but I immediately closed my mouth. Considering his mother is here, getting dirty words means looking for death.
"These shoes should have been thrown away. They looked worn out."
Before I held the brush, my body immediately rushed towards Sarawat's mother at full speed.
"Auntie, that's my shoes."
"They're Tine's? I thought they were Sarawat's."
Uhm... Hello? I think your son's shoes were more tattered than mine! I heard a giggle from the woman, and then I turned back to help Sarawat paint.
"So, why are you painting your room? You don't like any colors but black?" "Someone doesn't like it so I have to change it."
"Who? Girlfriend?"
"A friend."
"That's a shame. Why don't you have a girlfriend? Are you impotent?"
"Mom..." I understand now. I know where he got his annoying manners from. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
"Tine, let me tell you something. Sarawat has never had a girlfriend before."
"Is it true?" Oh ho, my eyes widened when I heard his mother. Seriously? A popular man who is loved by thousands of people has never loved anyone? Or maybe he had one but didn't tell his mother.
"Yes! I only found porn DVDs when I tidy up his room."
"They're dads!" He quickly replied.
"So, Tine, have you ever had a girlfriend?"
"Yes!"
"How many?"
"Oh, many! Hahaha!" After saying that, we both laughed. I am the real Cassanova.
"Help Sarawat find a girlfriend. He's not interested in anything but..." She then stopped talking and took a deep breath as if trying to hold back her tears
"..."
"Sarawat, I know that I have lost you since that day..." So dramatic.
"..."
"The day you bought your first guitar, and you've forgotten me." Now, I pity his family but...
Don't laugh... Tine, stop it. Do not not laugh! Hahahahahahahahahaha!
After that Sarawat's mother talked with us for half an hour. The reason she is here is because Sarawat's dad has some government business to do, so they flew from Bangkok to Chiang Mai. His mom left some apples and KitKats to us.
Now, the dark room has changed to cool gray. This is an American style room that I like. I want to ask for leftover paint to bring it back to my room so I can paint my walls as well.
"Hey, I want to know something."
Sarawat sat on the floor while peeling apples and put it on a plate for me to eat. "What?"
"Your mother said that you have never had a girlfriend. Is that true?"
"As she said."
"Really? Incredible."
Should I believe him? How can a rare item like him survive? Or is it because he has an annoying attitude? But which person doesn't like a handsome and rich man like him?
"So, what kind of person do you like?"
"Why?"
"To help you find a girlfriend."
"Not your fucking business." Damn, that hurt! But I'm getting used to it.
"Tell me!"
"...."
"Okay. Let's do it like this. Nod or shake your head."
This is just because of my curiosity but I will keep this as a secret, for sure. And it seems he also agreed, so I started the first question.
"Do you like beautiful people?"
"..." He shook his head.
"A cute and funny person?"
"..." He shook his head again.
"Rich woman?"
"..." And again,
"Then do you like women?"
"..." And again,
" Huh? Do you like men?"
"..." And over again.
"You didn't like anything? Are you really a person? What do you like?"
" I Like You"
Oh.... Look at his answer!!!! Holyshit!
"If you just want to tease me like that, there's no need to say those kinds of things." But, I don't know what's the matter with me right now. It must be because this apple is poisoned? Why does my heart beat so fast?
The weekend is over. Life of Tine TheChic is still the same. Just living a peaceful life with my 'Male Leads', playing guitar in a music club, and attending or skipping classes. Green is still the same, still disturbing my life like a leech. He also tells everyone that I am pleased with what he bought for me.
What the hell?
The most important thing is my relationship with Prae, the girl from medical school. We talked almost every night but just for a while. Not because she fell asleep or afraid of wasting money on phone bills, but because of Sarawat! He called me to interrupt us every night.
And instead of taking a girl to buy ice cream or watch movies to build the seeds of love on Friday, my sweet dreams were destroyed by members of the music club. I should help them with the set up for the Music Festival, 'Alter Ma Jeeb', this Sunday. Prae is also here, but not for long because she needs to do some activities at the Medicine building. So, I can only sit in a moody position with... Green.
"Tine, what if we make a show..." His loud voice was really disturbing.
"What's your fucking show? No!" While saying that, I tried to let go of his strong grip.
"Show them our love. People will realize what the great power of love is."
"Please don't make jokes like that today. I'm not in the mood."
"When will you change your mind?"
"So, when will you stop being so stubborn?"
"That's difficult."
"Whatever."
"Come on. Don't get pissed off." "..."
"What about Sarawat ? He's just your friend, right?"
See? Where is Sarawat when I need him like this moment? Damn! Sarawat, help me! "Not your business."
"I saw Sarawat follows only you on Instagram. But...between you guys there's nothing, right?"
"He is flirting with me."
"Don't lie to me. You've told others that you guys were just friends."
Referring to that hot guy who caused a scene on Instagram, after he followed me, my followers increased rapidly. It is also accompanied by many direct messages, asking me why I was followed by Sarawat.
The only one answer that I copied and pasted is 'We're just friends'.
This answer must have reached Green's ears, so he knew everything. I don't know what to do next. I had a fake flirt, a fake date, or acted like I didn't give a fuck about him. But none of these efforts couldn't make him get away from me.
"I called you guys here to set up the stuff, not to sit and talk. Green, take the drum. And you, Tine, help others make the booths."
Heaven sent Disathat, the sucking dog, to separate me from Green. We immediately followed the order for fear of being expelled from the club.
The Music Festival of our club is the biggest festival of the year, taking place in the outdoor stadium. Our club has coordinated it with the Faculty of Music. It is called 'Alter Ma Jeeb Fair' and features alternative rock, like the 80s and 90s kind of music. I went to the front stage which was being decorated by a group of first and second year students. Straw blocks are used instead of chairs. So, my job is to place those blocks on the ground.
"Help me choose a song." After a while, Sarawat came to me and poked me. "Hey! Where did you go? I didn't see you earlier."
"I had football training. The University's football match is coming." Okay. I probably forgot that I just went to the field yesterday for the cheerleading rehearsal for the match.
"Oh. What did you say just now?" "Help me choose a song."
"Song for what?"
"Song to be played on the stage."
"You have to ask the band members, not me."
This year, the festival will feature many bands. Every year level needs to form their band to perform on the stage. Sarawat and his friends are the freshmen's representatives.
"Come on. Name a song." He is bothering me. But then I am thinking about my favorite songs for a while.
"A Scrubb's song ."
"Are you Scrubb's wife? You always recommend that."
"Well, what do you want?"
"Think of a song from the 90s. This is an alternative music festival, okay?"
"But the seniors said that it is not necessary to play 90s songs. Any song we choose is okay, right?
"Then give your advice."
"Scrubb's songs."
"No. How about other bands?"
"Scrubb."
"Aside from that."
"Scrubb."
"Others."
"Then you go ask P'Aoy and P'Chod!"
"Who's P'Aoy and P'Chod? Your senior code?"
Oh, God... I can't take this stupid jerk anymore. Haven't you ever watched Club Friday The Series?
"Yes, my senior code. But they will say Scrubb's song for sure."
He poked me on my head and left. What did he do? I thought he probably just came to argue with me. I am really confused about Sarawat.
Alter Ma Jeeb Music Festival
The lively music and romantic lights is making the atmosphere feel like the 80-90s. I stood in the middle of the stream of students who were busy walking to various food stalls. There are various kinds of food, desserts, and accessories.
I went with members of 'The Lead Man', but I also had to separate because I had to go backstage to help set up the sound system. My friends also have a job, to get rid of Green. After everything was set up, I immediately invited Prae to go buy food together. We sat talking for an hour until the band consisting of freshmen students will now perform on the stage. Sarawat looks cool today.
He went on stage with other band members, among the screaming of people gathering around.
"Wheeww! Sarawat!"
"Sarawat looks so handsome today!"
"Come here! Come here and I will take care of you! I'm rich! I have a lot of money!" Various voices continued to scream without stopping. Me and Prae who were standing right in front of the stage were pushed backwards, but that is not an obstacle for me. My eyes can still clearly see the tall guitaris on the stage. Today, he wore a white T-shirt screened with the words 'Alter Ma Jeeb'.
"Hello everyone! We are the Ctrl+S!" The smooth voice of the vocalist is from Taem, from the Faculty of Architecture, causing the audience to go wild, screaming. Many people may wonder what this strange group name means.
I don't know who thought about it. But as far as I know, Ctrl+S is a shortcut on the computer keyboard to save. Just like this group that wants to remain on everyone's hard disk forever. Ewww! I want to throw up.
"My name is Taem, a first-year student from the Faculty of Architecture."
SCREAM~
"Next to me is the bass player, Jan! The keyboard player is Non, and on my left is Sarawat, the guitarist!"
"Whew! Sarawat! Awwww!"
"And the one playing the drums is a Boom."
The loud cheering goes on, until the intro of a song begins with Taem's voice who continues to interact with the audience.
"This song is for those people who are brokenhearted because of love." "We're here! We're single! Sarawaaaat!"
"And for those who are alone..."
"..."
"Sometimes we want to forget something,
But the old stories never disappear even... in the summer."
SCREAM~
Summer by Paradox is the song being performed. It's fun rhythm makes the audience begin to sway to the song. I looked at Prae, hoping she would dance with me today, but no...
"Tine."
"Umm?"
"I have to go home."
"Really? At this time? Why? Do you need a ride?"
"My mom will pick me up. Have fun! See you tomorrow!" Then just like that, she left me alone in the crowd.
"Standing helplessly in the middle of the crowd, I turn around to see you when you leave me.
Seeing these things is no longer the same, Just like my summer without you"
Yes, she left me while that song is playing.
I felt sad for a moment but it only lasted for a few minutes because the second song was sung and I passionately danced in self pity.
CtrlS played the songs, 'Summer' from Paradox, 'Smoke' from Desktop Error, and 'Korn' by the epic band, Moderndog. But before they played the last song, Taem said a sentence that made everyone here grumble.
"Actually, we're going to play the song that Sarawat suggested,"
"..."
"But he didn't win the argument with the band, so, we're so sorry!"
"Too bad."
"It's fine! Because the next song we're gonna play will remind you guys of the first love. Before the sky is clear, before the warmth of the sunshine is..."
Moderndog's song ended with it's beautiful notes trailing off into the screaming of the audience. Many girls are obsessed with taking photos and videos of Sarawat.
Anyway, the song was over and it was time for the next band to get on stage, so I had to go help the others at the back of the stage.
"Hungry?" I asked all the band members who had just come off the stage, but most of them shook their heads. Only Sarawat nodded strongly.
"Where is the food?"
"I still haven;t bought anything. Do you want to buy?"
"Umm."
"Then come on." I pulled his wrist but it seems like he doesn't want to come out from the darkness.
"I saw what happened just a moment ago." He said. I rolled my eyes twice to remember it. It turns out it's because of Prae.
"You know well that I'm trying to flirt with her, but you should go on pretending to flirt with me. I'm afraid that Green will go mess with her."
"You are flirting with me, not with others."
"Don't overreact. You are flirting with me, but I am not, okay?"
"That's the same."
"Just pretend, don't take it so seriously."
Then I noticed Sarawat fell silent. I held his hand again as though I am about to ask for his forgiveness. How did I get to this point? The point where I am going to ask for this big bear's forgiveness?
"I want to eat skewers."
"Then buy some." He said it while sulking. But why are you sulking? Are you my wife?
"Pay for me, please!"
"Where are your friends?"
"Fong is getting a tattoo. Peuk is taking photos of the food to share on his page. And Ohm is over there." I pointed my finger to Ohm, the man who is now laughing with the girls there. I don't know what they did to Green because he is not here. But my curiosity disappeared when I saw him with P'Dim, the club president, holding the drum together.
"Okay. Let's buy skewers."
On the way to the booth, our conversation continued... "You didn't play Scrubb's song."
"Umm."
"But it's okay, Taem sang well earlier. He has a nice voice"
"Why?"
"Huh Didn't he sing well?"
"Why?"
"I think he's good."
"Why don't you stop admiring him? I am here. Praise me first."
"What? Are you a kid? Why do you always need a compliment, huh?" He eventually gave me his poker face again.
"This one! This one!" I poked the shoulder of the person to stop at the skewers' booth.
"How many orders?" The seller asked. "Sarawat, how many orders do you want?"
"Two."
"So, can I have four?" I ordered, and then I saw the seller and her friends were giggling. It seems like she put seven or so into the bag.
"Isn't that too much?" I immediately reminded them.
"It's okay. It's free for Tine and Sarawat ."
"Thank you."
"But please... Can we take a picture with Sarawat?" I turned to look at the bored- looking person next to me, and nudged his shoulder.
"Sarawat."
"What?"
"She wants to take photos with you."
"I want to poop. I'm gonna go to the restroom." Whaaaat?
In the end, I had to apologize to the girls because that damn guy left me. Only to find out that he did not go to the restroom, he is just sitting on a chair behind an arch.
"Here are your skewers. You know, I paid the full price because of you! "
"That's right. You actually need to pay when you buy things." He said while giggling.
"Damn! You always make me lose my face. From the skewers, to the song, and so on."
"..."
"Where's my Scrubb's song?"
"Bullshit."
I should have been used to being cursed. So, I just sat next to him while eating my skewer in a delicious way. I saw a person in front of me picking up her phone as if she was taking a selfie. But...
I know what she is doing.
"Hey, she's taking a photo of you."
I told Sarawat. His face immediately looked up from the bag of skewers to the girl standing five meters away from us.
"Awwww!" That voice stunned me.
"Sarawat smiled! Sarawat smiled at me!" I think she is completely dead.
"Did you smile?"
"Yes. You said she wanted to take a photo."
"But when someone asked, you always refused. Right?"
"Because I want that photo."
"What? Are you crazy? I saw many people tag you on Instagram, why do you want that photo?"
"Because you are in the photo with me." "..."
"It is hard to find a picture of us with you not trying to do the handsome pose." "..."
"But that's cute."
BAAAAM!
My heart is bursting.
I just returned from a sudden heart attack. Having friends like Sarawat is really tiring. He kept on saying such sweet words, or let's just say flirting with me, even when Green is not around.
We spent time walking around and looking for food until the music festival was almost at the end. The last band is about to play on the stage, it is P'Dim's band aka Disathat. He leads his 'Smoky Bite' band to perform on stage. Then Sarawat and I try to get back into the crowd and listen to the last act together.
"Hello!." The lead vocal says hi to all people here, and they loudly scream back.
The introduction only takes a few minutes, then they start to play music. We danced to the beat of Sqweez Animal's songs and moved our body slowly to Pruu's songs.
They played for only ten minutes, but that was the happiest moment ever. "And this is gonna be the last song..."
After that I didn't listen to P'Dim anymore because the thick hand of the person next to me patted my shoulder gently.
I turned to look at the person next to me for a moment. He raised his earphone while I looked at him confusingly.
"You said you wanted to listen to a song from Scrubb."
"Yes, but you didn't play it earlier."
"My friends won't let me. They wanted the other song."
"I know."
"Now the event will be over soon."
"Umm."
"Let's listen to Scrubb's song, together." His hand put the right side earphone into his ear, then I also put mine.
In front of us is the last band. They are playing a song that I can't hear clearly. There are many people around us and they're singing alone with the singer. Only I and Sarawat are waiting for the rhythm of the song in our earphones.
It's just us. Just us who can hear the song.
I can remember from the intro of the song, it's Everything from Scrubb.
"Everyone sing together! Wave your hands!" P'Dim said, so Sarawat is singing along with the song, our song.
"I'll do everything, I'll try every way
It makes me know well what things will be like.
It doesn't matter if you have someone else, just look at me Just that, I am happy inside already.
I don't care if you have someone else or how the reality is I don't know, I just have you in my heart."
Then I subconsciously sang with him. We are singing together...
"I'll try every way to make you feel warm in your heart with me. We just met, but just by looking into your eyes
It makes me know well what things will be like."
And that is how we ended the Alter Ma Jeeb Music Festival... listening to a song by Scrubb, together.