Kau bukan Roul, ok?

"Saya suka panggil awak Azian,  Nama tu ada kaitan dengan past saya."
"So?  Apa kena mengena dengan saya?"
"Sebab tu saya suka panggil awak Azian."
"Saya tak suka.  Awak panggil saya Azian, sama macam awak panggil kakak saya, saya, dan kakak saya.  Macam nama yang tak ada significant."
"Ok, so, awak tak suka lah saya panggil awak Azian?"
"Yup."
"Ok lah, atas permintaan Cik M (nama sebenar di-hide kerana tak mahu menjadi mangsa Google search lagi), saya takkan panggil awak Azian."
"Bagus."

Later that day, SMS received,
"Salam Cik M sayang.  Saya dah sampai dekat kota bharu."
"Baguslah, dapat jamu mata tengok gewe cun dekat sana."
"Awek dekat sini memang cun, tapi cun lagi Cik Masin sayang yang macam anak cina ni."  
"Masin?  Pulak dah.  Nama aku sikit punya sedap, dia panggil 'masin'?  Hampeh betul."
"Kalau macam tu saya panggil sayang je lah.  Sayang sayang, saya sayang awak tau."

Like - WHAT???
Suka-suki je kau nak panggil aku macam tu?  Kau ingat kau siapa?  Roul?  (refer : Aku kan Novelis by Shai Kamarudin)

At least, Roul itu berganda lebih adorable dengan panggilan Lulu-nya.  Bukan cheesy jiwang zaman tok kaduk panggil orang 'sayang'.  (Que Dash buat muka Ewwww)

Aku tau itu typo error, tapi tak perlulah nak menjadikan itu alasan untuk kau panggil aku sebegitu.  Like - what the hell are you thinking, dude?

I am very pessimist, especially towards that particular gender.  Jadinya, kau bagi aku cheesy lines macam mana pun, aku tetap akan berfikir seburuk-buruknya mengenai manusia yang menjadikan cheesy lines as their hitting line.  So-not-cool!

This type of people, they can't reach those who are way above their reach, and so they think they can make the unreachable number 2 instead.  Kononnya, golongan kami ini career freak with a mind way over theirs, jadinya menjadi nombor dua cumalah sesuatu yang kecil dan tidak dipandang serious kerana kononnya kami ini sangat open-minded and easy going.  Do you think it's fun being harassed by your number one..?  Especially when we are not the one to be blamed?

He is like my social experiment.  I think I can make him as a subject for Human Behaviour research work on "The Cheesy Lines that Male will use to attract another female".  Every time he asked me out to another minum-minum session, or during one of his lengthy phone calls, filled with all those cheesy hitting lines, I was like ticking every statement that he utters as if there's a checklist inside my head.  It's like 'uh hum, yup heard that' or 'hey, somebody else said that too' or 'the same line again'.  I think I can make a book filled with list of hitting lines that jerks will use to so-called-test-their-charm and sell it.

When you said, we're just friend, act like a friend.  Don't use that kind of line, and at the end of the day have the guts untuk kata aku salah faham.  There's a clear cut boundary between 'friend' and 'non-friend' cluster.  You call your friend dude, or babe, or bitch.  You call your female friend 'sayang' if you're a female.  But if you're a male, AND attached, be it married or not, saying things like 'saya sayang awak' to another female counterpart, it makes you a doofus!  Taboo beb!  Why can't you people for once, be faithful to one?

At times like this, I really misses Azmul and how we make fun of each other calling names macam beruk, pendek, pondan, monyet, bengong and such, and sayang is just a rare occasion that when it's being said, it makes you cherish it more than that everyday 'sayang's.