He had two missions: 1) To collect a photocopied book for his coursemate, and 2) to get back his Maxis number.Placing his bag into the basket, and slowly getting on the motor and starting it, off he went.
He didn't notice the mountains.
As he made the turning to the right, he felt a drop of water. "Not now," he thought to himself. He was hoping the water came from his sweat, as he sweat a lot from the walking earlier on. But no. It fell on his helmet too. No way the sweat can float UP from his body, and FALL on the helmet. There's no doubt about it.
It's rain.
Looking towards the mountains as he came close to the exit, he saw the "warning signs". Clouds were maneuvering around the mountains, and it was dark. He couldn't care less anyways. He needed to complete both his missions.
He decided to pend the decision to get his raincoat out of his ultility box behind him. Riding towards Tesco, the rain suddenly felt like bullets, trying to pierce him. "Ohh well..." He stopped his motor by the road side, and quickly put on his blue-with-horizontal-white stripes raincoat, and sped off.
Mission number 1: Get the Maxis number back first.
He went to the Maxis centre in new town. By that time, the rain has developed halfway. Walking into the centre, he requested for help to get back his number, but they instead refered him to another Maxis centre that is in charger of this, in old town. "Man, you're kidding me. Can't you do it?" he thought. But there's no helping it. Off to old town he went.
The rain stayed the same, and by the time he reached there, his jeans was half soaked.
Entering the Maxis centre in old town, he approached a lady sitting at the counter. The room being air-conditioned, he tried to stay away from the cold-blowing machines as the lady helped him out to get back his number. Finally it was done, and although he had to wait for two hours before he can use his number again, he didn't care. First mission accomplish.
The rain fully developed.
It was raining cats and dogs outside. People hurried around with umbrellas, drivers doing their best to drive safe, while motorist struggling to make their way to their respective destinations. His was the photocopy shop which he left the book to be photocopied. Already half wet, he decided to move on.
The rain continued to pour.
By the time he reached the photocopy shop, he was drenched. Not that he cared much. Immediately he went into the shop, collect the book, paid for it, and went off.
Before this, he thought he could make it to class again, but he changed his mind. He's going home to rest.
Upon reaching home, he had trouble getting his bag out, and along with the book, was also carrying his tumbler. Struggling to protect them from the rain, he managed to make his way into the house.
"Phew. Home at last," he said. Breathing a sigh of relief, he slowly took off all the wet stuff, changed, and went to bed.
He wondered how he went through all that. "It must be God." =)
~eNd~
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