CERITA- CERITA 3

There, is no denial, that the, tender feelings, invoked, quite, the one more time, brought about, the peculiarly quaint presentiments of a time long past, and an, exhilaration long expired. It is, not, unlike, a, someone’s, relentless pining, for his lost youth, at the end of which, unexpectedly finding it but nearing the withering tethers of dear life itself. A cheesy oddity should someone forgives the pun. Papa, could only, squirm, at, the, very thought, a veritably, nauseating notion, should he be, the one, envisaged, to be that, pitiful someone but this time, hopelessly enamored with a pretty young thing old enough to be his daughter.
Exactly what happened, the near three quarters of a year ago, should visitors to the ramblings blog, care, to view, the much earlier posts. Her name was W.T. and papa even included the sobriquet Jelitawan, denoting her bombshell status because in his ‘losing touch with reality’ condition back then she was the most beautiful girl he had ever met. However, when things had cooled off and papa got his sanity back, she was not that tantalizingly beautiful but just ordinarily pretty due mostly to her being young and impressionable, nothing more. Why was papa such an old fool? Perhaps, it has to do with a biological thing, male- menopause: maybe? Must have been that for it was very embarrassing, upon papa, reflecting back on the peculiarly, pitiful episode, in the, equally woeful and inconsequential chapter, embellishing his, rather- irrelevant ‘the ills that flesh is heir to’ narrative. (Life- Story)
W. T. was a salesperson and a horrible monster at that, she only wanted to exceed her sales quota and that was all she lived for. Utilizing, nearly all means, to ‘close the deal’, W.T would, dressed to the hilt, smiled, the most charming smile and emitted the sweetest of words, just to make the kill’- much to, the literal sense of the word. Upon signing the ubiquitous, ‘agreement’, she would, cut all ties, with the purchaser. Should there be the niggling bits like the National Registration Identification Card, photocopies that still has not been included, at the, outset; she would ask the bewildered old fool to fax or even courier the document to her office, and, she would not, be calling, just messaging. F…..k the girl, she was that evil, must have had Vlad Dracula’s genes in her blood. Then again, papa could be, sour grape, for he did ask her to marry him but, she flatly, albeit, justifiably refused his offer, for he was too old and too broke for her. Ha, Ha, Ha: Kudos to W.T. for having enough sense to spurn a mindless old bastard’s advances. How presumptuous can one get? Only sick old papa, he was that ‘cocksure’.
He had the ‘spurious’ inkling that he had the wisdom of age, thus, the upper hand during the entire ‘woebegone’ episode, until he realized albeit late in the play that he was actually the one being made the fool of. The accidental joker, or, rather, the, ‘joke’, really: the proverbial old fool- that was, humbled, by a street smart, young girl!
Enough: about, papa: now. The Good, Don Diego, did ask, about the two, ageing bachelor boys, being indifferent, to love, as a result of, having not gone through, the entirely smitten by a pretty little thing ( although the word little could be a little less politically correct as they could prefer the heavier ones to be the women in their lives ) circumstances- ever. Papa’s contention must only be that they did have the experience of relationships that did not end as they had hoped or the ones that turned sour the few times they had met, to the extent that they had lost all hope and resigned to the possibility that they could be bachelors for life. Howsoever as of late, papa did come to the knowledge that they are back to seriously dating girls albeit the a bit more mature ones (in their thirties- mostly) introduced by friends or relatives. The fact that they have met the ones they like and who are comfortable in their company together with the actuality that they had met the more than few times and will still be meeting or rather dating during times ahead brought much wonderful pointers to papa. He could only hope that unkel and Pak Mie would at last be getting their companions or quite so their ‘friends’ for life..Insyaallah-Insyaallah.