SWEET DREAM...♥️♥️♥️

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I woke up today with mixed feelings..not sure to smile or frown..all bcoz of the dream last night..

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LAST NIGHT'S DREAM...

(In my dream)..I was in an office..not sure which office but it was a brand new office..I was introduced to the staff there whom I see OK-OK..I could not comment further as it seems like it was my first day at work..

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Then I heard someone asked out loud,"Who will assist Mr J today?"

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Silence.

No one saying anything..

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Out of the blues I heard a reply,"Why don't the new staff assist Mr J..?"

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Then I heard a group of women giggling. I sighed in my heart and uttered,"Here we go again..Bunch of bullies!"😖😖😖

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"Will you be okey if on this first day you assist our Mr J..with the normal legal stuffs?", asked that someone who asked aloud earlier.🙄🙄🙄

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I smiled faintly and replied,"If that Mr J okey with me assisting him, I see no issue at my side!"..🤭🤭🤭

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Then came the Mr J.."Who is my assistant today? I just don't know why I have no fixed assistant!", grumbled Mr J..

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When I looked up, I was shocked.."Holy God Gracious! Not this Mr J! I am a dead meat now!", my heart mumbled.😲😲😲

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He at the other hand was smiling slyly.."Well..Well..Well..Who do we have here? My beloved DEFIANT queen!", he sarcasticly said out loud.

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"You both know each other? Well, that make your life easier, J..This is your assistant for today! If you want her to be your fixed assistant, I see no problem doing so..", that someone commented.

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🤦🤦🤦"I am dead meat indeed!", my heart mumbled..

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"Why not?! I surely need someone fixed!", he responded with that wicked smile..🧐🧐🧐

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How I hate that smile!🤬🤬🤬

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Indeed I assisted Mr J..at the end of the day, there I was exhausted and staring blank at the computer screen.

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"Stop staring at the computer! Go home!", suddenly his voice can be heard behind my head.

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I sighed softly. "When will I have a great working life ever..with nobody being such an irritating source..?", whispered my heart.

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The next day at lunch..

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"Actually Mr J is a cool guy..but when comes to work, he's just a perfectionist..driving his assistant crazy!", a Chinese lady commented.

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"How are you coping?", asked an Indian lady.

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"So far, ok..cannot comment much..just two days working..", I said.

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Back at the office..

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"He was searching for you high and low..You better see him..", informed a Malay receptionist.

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I sighed before walking towards his room.

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"Where did you go? Don't you know that I needed you to be around?", commented him after I sat in front of him.

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"Out lunch. It was stated in my letter that lunch hour is from 1pm to 2pm..", I replied softly.

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"Can't you skip it and eat later?", he responded..still not looking at me.

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I rolled my eyes..🙄🙄🙄

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"No need to roll your eyes..I need your assistance earlier but no one around except the receptionist. Indeed I have to fax the document myself. Next time can you check with me first before leaving the office for lunch or whatsoever?", he said.

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I just keep quiet. "Why on earth I need to entertain this kinda INSANITY?", my heart grumbled.

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"I am talking to you. What say you?", he prompted.

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"Okey. I will do what you say. Can I go now?!", I responded.

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"Are we good?", he checked.

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"Yes! Good!", I replied before leaving his room..

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Few months passed..

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"Lets lunch!", he said.

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"Thanks but no thanks. I will just eat my sandwich at my desk..You can go ahead!", I responded.

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"Many women out there would be delighted to have lunch with me, you know?", he commented.

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"Then, ask those women to lunch with you. I am not those women..", I responded and walked out of his room.

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"I demand you to listen to me..I want you to lunch with me!", he said out loud at his door.

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I just continue walking.

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"What's wrong with Mr J..?", asked the Malay lady sitting next to my desk.

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"Don't know..Maybe lack of love..", I commented.

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"I heard that!", suddenly heard his voice.

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I showed him my BORING facial expression before starting to eat my sandwiches.

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"You both make a cute couple, you know?! So far, no one dares to turn his lunch offer down..", commented the Malay lady.

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I just kept quiet.

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At home..months later..

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"Why must be him? Why can't it be someone else?", I commented.

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"He came to ask for your hand in marriage..not someone else! Just accept and follow..Until when you want to remain UNMARRIED?!", responded my second brother sternly..

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Next I know..I was in a house with simple clean deco..I was confused why I was there. Then I heard his voice,"Welcome to your new home!"..

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I sighed softly. "Why it needs to be him and not someone else..i.e. Harlem or Zulkifli or that naughty Narrick..?", my heart questioned.

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At the backyard..

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"Why are you here all alone?", heard his voice besides me.

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"Can't you see that I am reading..where do you expect me to do so..in the bathroom?", sarcasticly I responded.

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He just smiled before leaving me at the backyard alone.

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"It has been such a long time since the last time Mr J's face glowing and smiling happily..many years!", commented an elder Malay lady while at the kitchen with me.

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I just smiled faintly.

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In his bedroom..

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"I need a hug!", he claimed.

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I shrugged..

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"You are sick..stop being a spoilt bratz..", there I was sitting next to him in bed.

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He just stared at me as I feed him with chicken porridge.

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"It is just a hug..what so difficult to grant my request?", he mumbled.

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"Be silent. Eat!", I replied sternly.

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After returning the tray to the kitchen, I walked back into his room. There he was still sitting.

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"Rest now! Lay down", I said.

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"I need a hug!", he demanded.

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I sighed.

"Fine!", I mumbled..slightly hesitant.

I hugged him for few seconds..

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"Now, you sleep..", I told him.

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"Don't leave me..", he said before releasing the hug.

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Back at the office..

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"How's Mr J?", asked the Indian lady.

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"The fever subsided. He will be back tomorrow..", I replied.

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"Then why are you here at the office?", asked the Malay lady next to me.

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"I still have to work. It is boring staying at home. So, here I am!", I replied.

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"If I am you, I would rather stay at home and be a full-time housewife..Mr J is rich..he can afford to finance your life..", said the Chinese lady.

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"Not in my life to not working and stay at home, my dear! He might be rich while I am still poor!", I replied.

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"That's what making Mr J crazy over you..You are simple and humble..", commented the Malay receptionist.

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"Simple? Yes! Humble? Nope..I just accept the reality..not humble!", I replied.

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At the patio...

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"Do you love me?", he asked one evening.

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"What difference does it make? I still have to be married to you..be here for you, right?!", I responded.

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"You are cold-hearted, my dear!", he mumbled.

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"Good that you know that!", I just replied back.

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As I sat at the patio alone, I just find myself in mixed feeling situation.."Why I am not feeling happiest at where I am..in a big house..with a loving partner? Isn't this is what dreamt of? What is missing in this life story?", my heart wondered.

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I looked at him who is reading the law journal and questioned myself,"What he is lack until I do not feel myself loving him and feel his love towards me?"..

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Back to reality!

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Puuuuuuufffff!

I woke up out of a sudden..my heart beats fast. I felt slight pain on my chest.

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"Why on earth Mr J was in my dream?"

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"Is anything wrong with him at the moment?"

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Indeed mixed feelings which I could not understand..as before I fall asleep, I was NOT think about Mr J or any men in my life..so, why am I dreaming of him???🤔🤔🤔

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I was still clueless about last night's dream while sending my mom to rehab center..even while blogging this, I have no idea why Mr J came into my dream last night..🤔🤔🤔