Please, I Don't Need Help Here

I work in a new place now and I am glad that I can bump into old friends there from time to time. So, as I sat in front of an old friend desk, her boss noticed me and said her 'hellow'. And, as usual, she would comment how nice I look and how beautiful I am.

She told me a story.
"I told your staff, 'Your boss is very beautiful.' And d'you know what your staff said to me? He said,'Of course.' Oh, how I hate his attitude." And with that she laughed and I forced a short laugh. I honestly didn't know why she told me the story. What I was about to hear was even more startling.

"You know, Daff. Do you know AL (she mentioned a guy from Semarang)? I had wanted to fix you up with him."
I swear my eyes almost popped out of their 'shells'. That's how surprise I was!
Out of politeness I asked.
"When did you intend to do this, ma'am?"
She rolled up her eyes and thought. After a few seconds she replied,"Mmmm, probably five to eight years ago."

I almost burst with laughter. Instead, I smiled.
She continued her story.
"I almost had a fight with the owner of the company. She said,'What will happen if he moves to Jakarta? What will happen to us here? Oh, no. I can't allow you to do that.' And Daff, I told her, 'Hey, who knows? Maybe Daff moves here.'"
And then another laughter from her. And another.

I swallowed a large air into my lung. Being fixed up is just the story of my life. But the fact that this lady had a serious discussion with that owner about it was a shock.

I felt that I had to put an end to this. So, what's the best step to end this awkward topic?
I said,"I met him two weeks ago, ma'am. And he is taken now." That line was the only fact that I know would 'silence'her.

Did that stop her from talking about it? WROOONG!
She said,"Oh noooo! You're too late, Daff. Such a pity. He is such a nice man. Bla ... bla ... bla ...."

I shrugged my shoulders and giggled. And I quickly 'escaped'.

Being fixed up by a friend is probably the most common method of match making. In my case, mothers fixed their sons up with me. And as if the 'curse' continued (just as the above story), so did the senior staff in my office.

About ten years ago, there was this guy in the office that the ladies were talking about. I personally had no 'bell ringing' when he's around but the ladies apparently had this intention of fixing me up with him. They tried every method possible just to 'invite' him to our unit: broken computer hardware, slow internet connection, troubles with printers and many more. These ladies have a lot of ideas. I don't even want to know how they got them. Was it from their creative personality? Or the length of their life in this world?

Anyway, to their disappointments, all methods just didn't work.
Until one day, my colleague, a senior staff there (who was 70 year old at that time, by the way), told all of us a story with an angry face. We quickly gathered around her to listen to her story. It's just something we loved to do.

She began with a high pitch tone.
"I met Mr. T in the elevator today. He was quiet so I said 'hi'. He smiled. Afterwards, I just couldn't help myself. I told him,'Hey. Why don't you want to be with Daff? You know that she is sweet, she has a degree from a reputable university and she is very nice. Why? Tell me why? What do you actually want from a woman?' I was so angry, you know. He didn't make any move! Argh!" (Imagine a 70-year-old woman's face with an angry look. Got that? Good.)

Everybody exchanged their stares before their eyes returned to her face. Here are the list of their comments.
"Aw, Mr. T. How ignorant he is!"
"Ow, maaa'aaam. That's not something you talked about in an elevatoooor."
"I guess he's just not liking woman. The gossip is probably true!"
"Yeees, I think he likes guys. He's not into women!"

And mine?
When I regained my 'consciousness' after that shocking story, I finally asked her a question.
"Were you alone in that elevator, ma'am?"

And she mentioned some names. Names which include a director, a staff and a cleaning staff.
Perfect.
That event was not the marking of the end of the world. But it certainly made me walked in a rush whenever I was with people from other unit. Argh!

In conclusion, I can't say whether I am happy with what I am now. Being single, I mean. People say that being married is great. It brings happiness. Religion-sake, getting married is a way to devote our time and energy to the family and family is a representation of a way if one wishes to go to heaven one day.

Only God knows whether I am going to be happy-er or not when I am married. I want to be married but I don't want to push it. These people who obviously care about me so much see me as a happy lady. They probably perceive me to be in a happier state when I'm married. But please, I don't need help here. Love is best when I am not even looking. That's how I think of it as a humble creature. Wallahualam.