Purple

Amelia was happy, she was out with Omar, and nothing could go wrong. They walked around Dataran Pahlawan, when suddenly Omar told her to wait awhile while he goes somewhere. Amy waited by the fish pond for Omar.

As she was admiring the fishes, there was a tap on her shoulders, and when she turned around, Omar was holding a single purple flower.

“Oh my God! That is so beautiful, thank you Omar!” exclaimed a very happy Amelia as Omar just replied with a simple smile.

Amy was amazed and happy. She was lost for words in what Omar has done for her. Amy was so happy that she didn’t mind the fact that people were staring and laughing at her yellow pants.

Yeah, Omar maybe the monotonous guy with sarcastic one-liners, who under the influence of Adderly have become very active in teasing both her and Fasya, but still, the gesture was very romantic.

Suddenly a thought crossed Amy’s mind, and she immediately asked Omar, “What does the purple flower mean?”

Omar looked at Amy with utter confusion, the smile dissolved from his face. “You don’t know what the purple flower means?”

Amy shook her head. Omar’s eyes narrowed, a mysterious rage flickering over his face. “I’m very sorry to hear that, Amy.”

With no warning, Omar holds both side of Amy’s shoulders, and with all his strength, threw Amy into the fish pond. Amy was in shock, one second she was the happiest girl in the world, now she found herself flying and dropped into the pond with the fishes.

Before she could regain her composure, from the corner of her eye she saw security with a huge nightstick knocked Omar’s head, rendering him unconscious.

The two security guards then helped Amy out of the pond as people were staring in disbelief at what just transpired.

Breathing heavily, and thoroughly confused, Amy looked down at the unconscious Omar in front of her. She had no idea what had just happened, but she knew it wasn’t normal.

“What exactly happened?” asked the security to Amy. She took a deep breath, composed himself, and explained.

“I was talking to him and he gave me a purple flower. I asked him, what the purple flower means, and he went psycho on me, threw me in the pond.”

“Wow, that’s messed up. Well, I guess we’ll take care of it. You know what the purple flower is now, right?” asked the security as Amy shook her head.

“He never explained, just started attacking me!” The security guards looked at each other, fingering their nightsticks gently. With no further warning, they leapt at the gullible Amy, sticks now in hand, and beat her over the head with them. Amy screamed in pain, and started to cry as they brought the nightsticks down again and again, whacking every inch of her body in pain.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Amy screamed, blood streaming from her nose. She was crying uncontrollably. Her sudden outburst took the security guards by surprise, and Amy took this opportunity to scramble to her feet and run for the door.

Spilling out onto the street, Amy dashed out into the car park of Dataran Pahlawan, and fell to her knees. Her face was bruised and bloodied, she was crying, and just realized that her phone dropped in the pond. Amy looked behind her and, to her relief, saw no pursuit. Trying to get her head around what had just happened; young Amelia failed to notice a policeman approaching.

“What’s going on here then?” Amy looked up at the officer, the blood slowly drying on her face.

“Hello officer,” she said faintly

“Are you alright, dear?”

“No I’m NOT! I was on a date and the guy gave me a purple flower. So I asked him what it meant, and he went psycho on me, threw me into the fish pond! Then the security guards arrived, and I told them what had happened, and they asked me if I knew what the purple flower was, but I didn‘t, and then they started attacking me with nightsticks, and I managed to escape. Now I’m wet, and bloodied and I just want to go home!”

“Well, it sounds like you’ve had a horrible day. Tell me what the purple flower is, and we’ll get this whole mess sorted out.”

“I DON’T KNOW!” Amy screamed. “Nobody has told me what the purple flower is; they’ve just beaten me up for not knowing… Shit.”

Amy stopped talking when she noticed that the policeman was starting to reach for his gun.

There was nothing else for it: Amy knew what was coming and started to run quick as her legs could carry her away from the policeman. She realizes that the mere mention of the purple flower brings trouble. Every time she’d told somebody what had happened to her, it had ended with a question about the purple flower; every time she’d answered a question about the purple flower, she’d been horribly beaten.

Without stopping to look behind him, Amy dashed out and onto the road near the Equatorial Hotel.

Suddenly, she was hit by a huge, red, Panorama bus and died instantaneously.

MORAL OF THE STORY:

Always look both ways before crossing the street.

Thank you.