I had just fed TJ and cradling him before putting him to bed at 7.50pm this evening, when my mobile phone rang. At first I thought it was my brother, who had gone out to get dinner for both of us, and probably wanted to tell me that he couldn’t get my bak chor mee. I actually wanted to just let the phone ring but decided against it.
The caller ID indicated that it was an overseas call, and I reckoned it must be D. And so it was, but what came next really blew me off.
Conversation went something like this.
D: “Girl, I will not be able to skype or msn with you tonight.”
Me: “Ok, I know, you have your conference call.”
D: “No, I am taking a flight back to S’pore.”
Me: “Huh? Now, tonight?!?”
D: “Yes, waiting for the bus ( he’s taking Jetstar and passengers take the airport bus to the tarmac where the plane is) now.”
Me: “Now? Why? How long will you stay in Singapore?”
D: “There is a public holiday on Friday and I will be working at Y&R office tomorrow. Flying back on Monday 6am”
Me: *Shocked, surprised, happy, over the moon*
D: “Are you surprised? Actually I didn’t want to tell you but I think I should, if not no one will open the door for me later.”
Me: “Aren’t you going back home (to Pasir Ris) first?”
D: “No, I am coming straight to seeing you.”
D is scheduled to return to S’pore on the 2 Nov, and I have been counting down the days. The initial days after he left were quite difficult but I have gotten used to it. It’s these surprises that are more important than gifts. Happy days are here again. 🙂 Can’t wait to see D again later tonite.