One Fine Night...
Continued from last entry... I found a flyer under his desk.. We are working that day and he sat next to me.. Flyer fall out from his bag.. I take it and i open it just out of curiosity.. The first word i see is HAART.. i dont know what is that stands for.. As i read it is sone sort of medication or theraphy.. It didnt say anywhere in the flyer about hiv.. While reading, he snatch the flyer from me.. Looking panic and i started asking him.. Him : mana ko dapat ni? Me : kertas ni terkeluar dr beg ko la smalam.. Beg tak zip kan. Aku tgk la.. What is that Hawkeye? Him : nothing it is about my medication. Me : HAART? medication ape meh? Him : untuk hati. Haart kan? (he is a terrible liar) Me : ye ke? Him : iye.. (while he keep the paper inside his bag) I didnt probe further afterwards as i dont like to push him.. we continue do our work.. He finished his shift earlier than me, so he go back first.. While waiting for my train, i google the word HAART.. To my shocked it ...