It was super breezy and yet a gloomy night. The clouds started to get darker and the sound of thunder begins to rumble. It have been raining continuously, and the downpour of it is truly remarkable. It’s God Creation, as what we Muslims believe that the whole universe and the earth as well as the 7 billion humans if I have that correct, are created by God and him alone.

　　I watched the sky went dark as I sip on my Teh-tarik drink, that I’ve bought from U-Taste Tampines. I took out my phone and scroll on my Facebook Page. Apparently, I’ve received a WhatsApp text from my friend that Singapore’s Strait times have called me and my companion, The Teh-Tarik Killer.

　　“Teh-Tarik Killer siol", I cackled. This dimwits won’t have a slightest idea who they are up against. Why do I have that absurd nickname if you might ask?

　　Oh it’s simple really, number one I’ve taught a stupendous lesson to this imbecile by the name of Taufiq Lautner. Who is he? Well let’s just say, he's from my past and I’ve removed him.

　　And who am I? If you might ask? Well, let's just say for now on you can refer to me as what this preposterous nickname that the Strait Times had called me, “The Teh-Tarik Killer". Furthermore, the Author for this whole story, Mr Mohammad Faiz wants to keep it a secret so let's just stay that way yeah? Anyway, where was I?

　　Oh yes, Taufiq Lautner, good old Taufiq Lautner! the one that I’ve had killed. Yes, you heard me, I’ve had killed that obnoxious loser! And I smirk, when I closed my eyes to reminisce that triumphant moment.

　　It feels like it just happen yesterday. Me and my partner, well same thing Mr Mohammad Faiz need it to keep it under wrap, so you can call this trustworthy partner of mine, Kopi-O

　　Why Kopi-O? Sounds like a stupefied name, right? Couldn’t agree more, but just like me, Kopi-O likes to drink, well coffee other than Kopi-O. Now, I’m making my way to Old Tampines Road, which leads me to her eerie looking flat, okay la it’s a she, that part only I can tell you. So anyway, Kopi-O told me, she already tied Taufiq up and this dofus is really unconscious after she pummeled his face with a brass knuckles several times, way to go Kopi-O! I told her to wait for me, and it’s my turn to have some fun.

　　I can't wait to torture this fellow, well call me a sadist or a deranged lunatic all you want. As far as I’m concerned, this numbskull deserve of what is going to happen to him later on. I'm not sick, you know, I’m fit as a fiddle! Sometimes, the person that you knew, you need to put a stop to whatever idiocy that he or she might have done in other words, you need to end their life to prevent this unhinged person to create more nuisance as long as they walked the earth. Anyway, here I am at Old Tampines Road, stood infront of this ancient-looking building.

　　Without any hesitation, I text my companion Kopi-O, that I've arrived and I’ve told her that I bought my knives as well. The bag that was slung along my shoulder, inside I’ve placed a stack of books to cover up the knives inside the bag, just to avoid suspicion. She replied with a smile emoji, then I walked as fast as I could at the void deck, went up the stairs since it’s only on the 3rd Level. Arrived infront of the less imposed looking door, and gave a soft knock. The door clung open, and an old Chinese hag opened the door.

　　She removed her grosteque feature, and revealed a beautiful Chinese women with a look that only a Malay Mat-Rep would loved.

　　“What took you so long?”, she asked with a grimaced look on her face. “Sorry to keep u waiting darling, I need a right tool for us to have our fun tonight”, I exclaimed. I aloft the beg that I’ve brought, then I show her what’s inside. Beneath the books and all the Playboy Magazines, I took out a serrated blade, a Claw Hammer, one massive Chopper and one brass knuckle. I’ve placed it all on the dining table and arranged it accordingly.

　　“How's our guest doing?”, I smirked when I asked Kopi-O. Her grimaced look instantly turned into a huge grin like that Margot Robbie Character, Harley-Quinn. “Him? Well he's still alive loh, while you were being such a Malay to be late as usual, I begin to feel a bit bored,” she went to take one huge plier which somehow ended up in the kitchen beside the living room.

　　“I plucked out his teeth like this!”, she bellowed as she showed me the action proudly, like as though she had win a lottery. “You want to know why I plucked out his tooth, sweety?”, she asked. “Because you want to be a dentist?”, I retorted.

　　She guffawed at my witty reply, placed her hand at her hip like Wonder Woman. She smiled, “Well long story short, I asked do he still have any wisdom tooth, then did him a favour by plucking both of them out!”

　　*Mat-Rep – A Malay Lingo that was used in Singapore when it comes to Gangster who happens to be Malay.

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