It was a day when roses cost triple the normal price. But everyone who was courting was out having RM500-dinner somewhere, giving flowers. I even saw one guy on a kapcai with his girl pillion-riding at night; she was holding a bouquet of red roses, while her other hand was hanging on to dear life while he sped through the roads of KL trying to get to his place for a real quickie so her father won’t notice the lapse in her journey time from the supermarket she worked in, back home.
Me, I just bought her this:
