Ouch!

We were having our normal not-so-late-night conversation. And suddenly, I had this strong urge to make him jog his memory on our very first date together.

me : Do you still remember what I wore on our first date?
him : Black jubah (abaya) with no make up on.
me : Wow!
him : Yeah.. and you were wearing that flowery black flats of yours.
me : *flattered* You remember!
him : Of course. I could even remember the veins on your feet.
me : Err.. You looked at those too?
him : Yeah, you covered your aurat perfectly well except those feet.
me : Err.. err.. ouch!
him : *laughed* Those are aurat too, Sayang.
me : Aite, I'll put the socks on (more often) next time.


For the zillionth times, I fall in love with him. Again. And again.