During my uni days I was so into Naruto that no other manga/anime mattered as much, so when he said I'm his Ichigo, I must admit I was oblivious if not flattered.
This he said during our "courting" days, so I thought that whatever Ichigo means, she must've mean something. Right?
To start with, Ichigo is a guy.
Tak handsome pon okey!!
He is One skinny guy with red spikes growing out of the skull.
I thought, this Ichigo, if not for his human face, with the long blade and the black robe, he looks like the pocong guy in Scary Movies.
So I demanded his explanation (I can only think of him relating Ichigo to my hilarious temper)
because he always guffaws sheepishly when I go mad.
I know last night while we were talking I got a little bit worried (I'm lying. I worry a lot. ) because he haven't gained weight. Not even a gram.
I know Mr K is healthy, eats alright, works out,swims, plays football every evening that sometimes I wonder his second home must've been the football field.
~so I can actually blame his metabolism.
So why do I worry this way?
It must've been a selfish baseless reason, because I have this false belief (or sheer stupidity) that a man must look 'able' to protect his woman.
So I...wanted him to be a bit fatter.
And thus begin my wrath of the terrible ciplak Karnataka Fried Chicken and the tasteless soups and volcanic spicy curry for killing his appetite while he was trying to assure me that he's fine with food in Manipal.
When his favourite food is patin gulai tempoyak and hati lembu masak kicap which sure cannot find in India one!
When I wake up this morning, I feel bad making him worry over me worrying for him.
When the truth is, there's nothing about him I would change.
There was nowhere I don't feel safe when he's with me.
To MY Ichigo Amali San.. just a reminder to let you know..I love the way you are..