Scary Stranger

The story happened when I was walking down the stairs yesterday, with my gym bag, alone, heading to bf's car.
The destination : the pool, for a good undisturbed laps (hehe) which has been the highlight of every Friday.

When suddenly a lady (I assume she is Rakan Masjid, judging from her.. uhmm..ohh you can guess she's one!) stopped me and asked
'Kenapa nampak sangat sedih..?' she asked.
'Huh?' Seriuosly. I didn't get what she said.
'Your face. You look so sad'
'Eh taklah.. I look like this all the time.' Which is very true. Agree?

Then she stepped on my way which I believe she did that (purposely) to block me from running away.
I pulled down my shades to be polite and look at this unbelievable strange person in front of me.

'You know if you have problem you can tell me'
Uninvited hand (hers) was placed on my shoulder.

Which part of me you don't understand, dear love?

'No saya betul-betul tak ada masalah. Why you are so certain and so sure that I do? If you want to get into me talking about my subconscious-complicated emotion, subconscious-boyfriend's problem or my (obvious) iman disabilities, which you want to believe I have, then do me a favour okay?
Please be less creepy next time you approach a stranger's soul'

Well, that little speech were not verbally mentioned, by the way.

Instead, I said 'No I tak ada masalah and I'm not sad' and left.

I do have issue with strangers. Ohh yes I do!