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Sweet and Strange
She was still looking amusingly at the crowd of by-standers and strangers around the nearly cramped food station beside the supermarket when Miggy returned. He was balancing the two black styrofoam filled with fried dumplings on the top of the suspicious and newly cooked greenish rice.
�Here it is, your ultimate favorite.� He told her as he placed the food on the table. She moved their bags on the side to give them more space to eat.
�Did you tell them to add extra chili?� She asked, looking at Miggy with those bright brown eyes. He nodded while he pulled his black leather wallet from the back pocket of his jeans.
�I�m going to buy drinks, okay?� he said. �Is there anything you want?�
She immediately shook her head. Her long and straight hair bounced.
Miggy could not help but smile as he turned his back.
There were times that Miggy just could not understand her. Unlike all the other girls he has gone out with, she was the most different. She likes most thingsthat were unusual for someone as fragile-looking like her�lots of horror movies, basketball and soccer, and eating at the oddest places. Like today, Miggy thought while he waited for his turn to be served at the stall. It is not that the food served in those food stations are bad, they�re fine, actually, he thought. It is just that for a couple trying to have some quality time after a long and tedious day of school, that place, without even chairs for customers to use while eating, is not the most romantic. He suddenly remembered Althea and Roxanna. Both girls will surely raise a perfectly plucked eyebrow at him if he had tried bringing them here and fed them with pork dumplings. He laughed at the thought. After paying for the soft drinks, he quickly made his way back to their table.
�Finally, dinner!� She exclaimed before taking a bite of dumpling. Then she casually pointed at the menu plastered on the top of another dumpling stall just across her.
�Migs, look at that picture. Isn�t that �Lobster Ball� looked scary?�
Miggy snorted. �Yes. The �Scallop Balls� looked fatal, too!� he added as wiped his mouth with a paper napkin.
�We should try it next time. What do you think?� she said then she smiled. Her perfectly lined teeth showing up.
She is beautiful. He thought. Even if the entire food station was blanketed by the coolness coming from the aircons, she exuded such warmth, such beautiful warmth.
�Okay, Ignore me. Go ahead that�s perfect.� She pretended to be mad and exaggeratedly rolled her eyes.
�I�m sorry. I was just thinking about something.�
�About what?� she asked then ate the last piece of dumpling.
�You.� Miggy replied then continued eating. He glanced at her, she was blushing.
�Oh really?� She took a sip of her Coke and continued. �Well, if that�s the case, may I remind you that I�m not a �something,� okay? I�m a �someone.�
�What?�
�You said you were thinking of something. That meant a thing�something neuter.� She was an English major. She could not miss any grammatical slip. It has been a habit of her.
�Really? I�m sorry, then. You know, it�s hard to think right when you�re eating something that is too spicy.� Both of them started laughing. Miggy finished his drink.
�I�m glad you knew me and all of my mushiness.� She told him. �I mean, if I tell that to other guys, perhaps, they�ll find me really rude. But you, you�re great. She smiled again.
�I think I�m great because I�m with the greatest girl.� He smiled then checked his watch and extended his hand. �C�mon, it�s getting late. Let�s go.�
She took his hand and entwined her fingers with his.
�So, as I was saying, why don�t we try that lobster thing? I�ll try the sca��
He listened as she went on. He held her hand tighter, like he was never letting her go.
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