I saw my bmt sergeant at the gym.

He looked pretty much the same to me, but lots of malay abangs were standing around him, gazing at him enviously.

It was a head-scratching sight, as one of the abang eventually approached him.

Well, I cldn't help but wonder why.

After some eavesdropping, I learnt that all of em were envious of him not because of the commando tshirt he was donning.

It was not because of his broad chest and huge biceps.
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Neither was it due to the large tattoos all over his body.
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And no, they weren't staring at his crotch.
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It was what he was holding in his left hand which they were all attracted to......


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"Wah abang, your helmet cantik sia...got glitter sumore....."