of phone call and lelaki berbulu

I was on the phone with a family's friend who lives in Paris earlier tonight...

A.M. : Eh, hari tu A.M. tengok gambar kat ********, siapa?

Moi : Haaa, ala, takde apa dah.

A.M. : Ye ke? Macam baru je lagi? Biar betul.

Moi : Betul la. Apa yang tak betul nya?

A.M. : Dia tu **** ye?

Moi : A ah. Mana tahu?

A.M. : Ala, A.M. tengok sekali pun boleh kenal. Kau ni betul takde kerja dengan ****. Apa lah! *giggles*

Moi : Haa, tu lah, kan? Semua orang boleh tahu. Senang kot nak kenal.

A.M. : Sabar je lah. Ni, ambil number ****** ni, nanti call dia. A.M. dah cakap kat dia nanti Yana call dia. Tanya dia.

Moi : Ni match making ke?

A.M. : Ish, tak ada lah. Tapi kalau jadi pun apa salahnya. Happy Mama nanti. *evil laugh* Dia tu okay juga A.M. tengok.

Moi : Berbulu tak?

A.M. : Adik A.M. cakap berbulu. Tapi lain orang lain taste, kan? Tadi dia datang rumah A.M. buka puasa tengok dah tak berbulu sangat dah. Semua dah nipis.

Moi : Hahaha! Iee, tak nak lah.

A.M. : Kau ni, ada je. Takpe, Yana call dia dulu. Lepas call dia, make sure call A.M. tahu! Boleh gossip gossip.

Moi : Yeah, sure. Hahahah.

Okay, that was weird. Seriously. But anyways, I'm going to give the lad a call some time this week, before he leaves for his country this Sunday. And it's going to be strictly business. No hanky-panky. Hmmph.

Juliette xx
p/s : To whom it may concern, thanks for putting some sense into me. [=

Listening to : Walking Away - Craig David