Craving Pulut Inti

Suba : hi..bz ah

Gaya :1 day never come... n so many emails
Suba : kikiki..wokey dokey..

Gaya : but we can still chat!!
Suba : hehe..
Gaya : :)
Suba : m chatting wif shalini too..she has promised to come soon..im on strike..work strike..
Gaya : im chating wit her too!!!work strike??
Suba : so i did very minimal work today..hmm..
Suba : now i can smell some pulut inti..n i feel like eating it too..sob* sob*..
Gaya : aiyooo suba....kadeveleeee hw come u can smell pulut all
Suba : ennathu?dono..mayb i hv a very strong sense of smell..
Gaya : hahahahaaaa
Suba : bt i know that NOBODY within 10km radius of me can be making pulut now.. hmm, maybe im just sensing the smell..
Gaya : i think u r craving my dear
Suba : in my head, im thnking of pulut..coz i got nothng sweeter to thnk of at the moment..
hows that?
Gaya : think of me than...arent i sweet as well...
Suba : gaya, i cant prob'ly eat u ryt?hvnt turned into a cannibal yet..YET..
Gaya : hahahahahaaa

Moral of the story : Wanted, PULUT INTI