I met a lot of old friends at the hotel. Ainis, Dura, Wahida, Zack, Tok wan etc..etc..
Fadhil came a bit late that day and that night 2 days before the competition day, he told me that he felt sick. Yes, he looked ill alright. His eyes were red and watery. So, after the briefing by the coordinator, I quickly went to the hotel provision store and bought him some soluble panadols, a big bottle of mineral water and two bottles of 'air badak'. I asked him to take the medicine and get some rest. Well, he did take some rest. I was only able to see him late in the evening the next day. He told me that he slept like a baby...Maybe he was drugged by the pills.
So, we won again, 2nd place again. Ning didn't win anything but I know she had tried her best. But Fadhil who was as charismatic as what he used to be put up a fascinating story of Fifi and the Spirit of Raden and Sui Yai which I adapted from "Do You Believe Now?" a story which I took from the internet. He delivered it quite well. Before we went back, he gave me a beautiful purple shawl as my birthday present. I was truly overwhelmed by his gesture. I'm the one who is supposed to give him a present...Well, I told my friends, no more storytelling after this. I need to take a break...
Me and El
El practicing at the hotel's garden with me and Ning
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