AT 3 points of my life, i have met with 3 different types of Rahman. The first encounter was during my internship year at Sapura Defence near Wangsa Maju. He was assigned to be my supervisor. There he was all polish with a blue black blazer. A look of a nice and a religious middle aged man. I have to admit, he didn't look that bad. To be honest he was handsome for his age even though he was bald.
Do not be fooled by his charming looks. First impression doesn't always last. He had history to have had high fantasies of women. Hmm, he was fond of a sensual relationship on every women he came across with. Including me. Now, for the record I was a teenage girl who has no sixth sense. Well a young adult still in her teenage body to be precise. I have no idea what he was doing. Don't go there yet, OK. He started sms'es me one late nite asking about what I was doing. Hold on, what on earth was my supervisor doing at that hour of time texting me? Hmm, I was a little suspicious but I kept good thoughts. Maybe he just wanted to say Hi. OK. Done.
I kept receiving messages more often during late nights. Wait a minute, isn't this guy married? Doesn't he plays with his wife? Huhu. I was just being nice. He was outstation one day when he told me he was at a bar. At a bar? He was asking me things which was weird. What the...? I tried ending the conversation by saying that it was late and he ended up saying "Goodnite Honey" What the.....???????
I was uncomfortable. I had to tell someone. Luckily Kak Nurul was available. A senior staff there. She went "You too huh?" What the...??? It seems like I wasn't the only one. Kak Nurul told me everything. She was always "harassed" by him but in a friendly kinda manner. He is always sending horny messages to Kak Nurul. Since Kak Nurul is married he couldn't please his way in. Duh! Which makes me a good victim. Good thing I discovered his filthy habits before he can do any damage. After I finished my practical, I thought that was it but he kept texting me but I gave him a clear message that got him sent away. The funny thing that bothers me till now is, orang cam haku pon dia nak kaco yang masa tuh kampung gile. That was Rahman number 1.
The next Rahman I met was during my training at Cosmopoint two years back. Actually I've known this Rahman in UKM, but I only knew how he looked. Not his name. We were closed during our training. I had a little crush on him. He does look sweet and nice and charming. It was just a crush for I know he was soooooo in love with his x-girlfriend. Girlfriend back then. Ex-girlfriend - present. I always picked on him the fact he was a quiet guy. You know, those average Joe kinda like. He was sooo in love and little did I know he fancied me. That started to spilled after we finished our course.
It was one night he called me all of the sudden, twice. His girlfriend was caught in the act. Too dramatic. He caught his girlfriend with some other guy. He didn't know where to go so he seek me for some therapy session. Bajet aku ni shrink lah. After some therapy session, we did message quite a bit. We were very closed. Messaging each other day and night. As though we were best friends.
It wasn't at month yet the day he broke up with his ex, he confessed, he liked me. He said he liked me since we were studying together. Hold on, he had feelings for me when he was soooo in love with his ex??? Yeah I was flattered, but come on. How can you do that? This is so lame. I just could not handle this type of people. So I stepped out little by little. Beside, I didn't fancied him that much. He wasn't my type. The type who always clinged to a girl. Lame. End of Rahman number 2.
Now, I'm dealing with the third Rahman in my life. This one is beyond annoying than the word annoying itself. This Rahman is a client for our company project. I just can't stand him the fact that he's so obnoxious, self-absorb and God knows what else. With his tussle hair and the way he speaks, I feel like getting him back like the way he did to us. Who does he thinks he is??? He is constantly throwing rude remarks at us in his most disturbing tone ever. I think I have to forgive him someday the fact that he's old. Maybe his system is turning off slowly. Maybe that explains why he's soooo sarcastic in the first place. I hope I don't run by one of these Rahman or one of these people for better.
Every where I go, I seem to be bumping into Rahman. These so popular names are every where. But above all, it belongs to Allah. One of His name. The Most Merciful. I hope the next time I bump into a Rahman, he resemble the meaning of a Rahman.