28 October, 2010

--di mana dia?

"Kita kembali dalam rancangan Ah-Ha!"
"Ah-Ha musim keduaaa, Ah-Ha Ah-Haaaa--"

Dalam bilik tu, dia duduk termenung sahaja. Televisyen yang terpasang dibiarkan. Terdengar gelak suara dari peti hitam atas pintu bilik air di bilik itu. Tapi dia tidak peduli. Tidak mendengar pun. Tidak sedikit pun mengganggu konsentrasi fikirannya. Fikiran yang jauh ke tempat lain.

Mana dia?

Seorang demi seorang masuk. Memeriksa keadaanya. Mencatat apa yang perlu pada sekeping kertas di hujung katil, setelah memeriksa segala aparatus yang mengelilingi dia.

"Miss, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine." Dengan senyuman di mukanya.
"Great, so far you're doing okay, .......-----"

Segala apa yang selepas itu, segala bebelan, segala penerangan dia tidak ambil peduli. Pandangan nya di lontarkan ke luar tingkap. Di sebalik banggunan pencakar langit di sekeliling kawasannya, warna matahari jingga kemerah-merahan terang melantunkan cahaya ke arah tingkap bilik tersebut.

Cepatlah datang. Aku perlukan kau sangat. Aku takkan kesah kenapa kau lambat, aku cuma nak kau ada. Aku tau kau takkan hampakan aku, kau tak pernah hampakan aku. Cuma,

"Why did you love me?"
"Huh?" Dia tak sangka soalan itu yang keluar, kenapa? "Because, I-- love you?"
"You have, everything. Great friends that have always cared about you, great parents, you are beautiful, rich, talented, intelligent- no, genius, kind, and yada yada. Why, out of all people, me?"
Dia tersentak. Kenapa macam tu sekali? Walaupun apa yang dikatakan tu betul, kalau betul sekali pun, aku, manusia biasa sahaja. Aku, tak mau dipandang begitu, lagi-lagi dari kau. Aku, ikhlas. Aku tau, kau memang layan aku macam manusia biasa, aku suka dilayan begitu. Kau buat aku tertarik, kau buat aku rasa macam, orang biasa. Aku tak perlu sebab untuk mencinta orang, aku tertarik dengan kau yang tidak tertarik dengan kelebihan aku.

Tapi, walaupun kau rasa pelik, rasa seperti orang sentiasa membenci kau kerana aku disamping kau, rasa tidak selesa, kau sentiasa ada untuk aku. Ya, kau memang ego. Tetapi, disebalik ego tu, kau amat perlukan perhatian. Aku rasa susah, nak selami kau, kerana kau tidak tertarik disebalik luaran aku seperti orang lain. Aku kena usaha. Dan aku telah. Tapi aku masih usaha. Tak pernah putus asa. Aku ingin kau rasa, apa yang aku rasa. Orang yang memahami aku. Aku nak kau tau, aku memahami kau. Aku cuba beri apa kau nak. Aku bahagia begini.

Apa yang akan aku katakan pada kau nanti? Aku risau, kau akan bersedih. Tapi kau kan, kuat? Kau sentiasa kuat. Kau bagai sang suria, tidak pernah padam. Sentiasa buat aku mekar. Tanpa kau aku layu. Aku takut kau, bersedih. Bagaimana kalau tiada orang yang mampu buat kau gembira lagi? Aku, rasa serba salah. Aku tak nak tinggalkan kau. Aku , kau, kita macam, saling memerlukan. Aku harap kau akan tabah. Aku tau kau kuat. Aku tak nak kau bersedih. Aku nak kau sentiasa gembira, macam sekarang. Walau apa yang terjadi, aku nak kau sentiasa senyum, tabah dan sentiasa melihat hikmah disebalik kejadian.

Cerah yang amat sangat, menjadi semakin malap. Terdengar sayup-sayup azan berkumandang. Dari warna jingga yang sangat cerah, menjadi semakin gelap, di ganti dengan cahaya lampu neon jalanan. Mana kau? Seribu seratus benda aku ingin katakan. Itu pun yang aku terfikir. Yang tak terfikir, yang akan keluar tatkala kita berbual tu, lagilah. Jadi cepatlah datang.

"I can't believe it, you actually watching TV3 news? And plus, dalam gelap pulak tu. Selalu dia lah yang selalu marah kat orang kalau buat macam ni."

Dia berpaling ke arah suara itu.

Dan dia, tersenyum.


27 October, 2010

next thing you know, it's gone.

frankly, there's a lot things I wanted to share. About a certain sugar-glider that my sis is taking care of, about my dad, and my friends. these are wonderful wonderful things I wanted to say. My life is pretty good so far.


officially today sums up this whole fucked up month. week.

First of all, the Monday. There's a vb test. Oh I know how easy was vb. It's a piece of cake. Supposedly. But honestly, I don't feel like I'll get a mark in that test. Yep. You saw it. I don't know if I can't get a mark out of 100 from that test. I tried to be calm, but my oh my. What I can say is that, my mind wasn't ready for the test. I'm not properly on the right frame of mind. So I fucked up. Other people's mind is either at what they read yesterday, but mind, was far from here. Back at home. I was worried about Papa. Always worried. But this time, I can't get it out from my head. Not only Papa. Almost everything flashing in my mind that time. I know, I know. I'm not using this as an excuse, eventhough I read almost everything but all I can say is that, everything I read went down the drain. Absolutely everything. Went to PJ again, (I went there first thing on the morn just to be informed that my Diana's picture is still not finished, so I have to be there on the afternoon.) and collected the pictures. It was pretty sad, because it didn't turned out like I wanted it to be but at the same time I felt very happy with the result. And PJ was hell! Going there is like went through some World War and going out of PJ is like World War II.

That night we went all out on JAVA project. It was very very hectic. Adib and Burn bring down their desktops while I helped them. All of us brought our laptop including the girls. But, not only JAVA, there's a MIS project submission on Tuesday, so instead of JAVA, which only need one PC to do it instead of 4, I went doing MIS. And we started from 0. Burn was focusing on JAVA, Adib was focusing on his team's JAVA, while I'm apparently left from our trio of MIS group, it's all up to me I guess. So that night almost googled every big company in Malaysia but apparently not all of them are completely, complete in their website. After some times it was 3 I supposed, when I head is started to pulsing, so I went for 'painkilling' session. And then I continued and continued until I felt like my head wanted to exploded, then I went for my dear, that always waiting for me to come to her, Lunesta.

That Tuesday morning I rushed, because well apparently I overslept, and it was 9.15 or so when I arrived at the lab and I saw Puan Nik Maria is already there, and I was very worried if I was the last person to arrived, my team presented the project already cause it's quite quiet that time, only to find out that only Burn is there inside the lab. Well because Burn did the JAVA apps quite a lot so I guess I'm presenting it out of my responsibility to the team. I did okay for the presentation I guess. Because of I ate some painkillers earlier, that morning I was pretty calm and not experiencing pain.

That evening, I went for MIS presentation eventhough I'm not that okay after quite a number of unpleasant pain I felt around lunch hour, and presenting the powerpoint slide that Adib prepared. That I have to adjust quite a lot, I thought it was done! Guess not. So when presenting, I mumbled a lot, most probably because of the pain, but I'm blaming for the essay written on the slide!

After that on Japanese class, we're doing an interview, with sensei as the interviewer. It was hell, the first question itself I fucked up, eventhough it's damn easy, it's a free mark! I was restless after the first question, and on my second question I'm out of my breath eventhough she's only asking 'nan sai deska?' I knew the answer, obviously but unsurprisingly, my mind went blanked, again. After quite sometimes, around 30 secs, after 2 or 3 times sensei repeated the question, finally I answered 'jyuu kyuu sai des'. And after regaining my composure I end up being over-confident when sensei shows me a picture of briefcase when I answered kabang, means bag. Haih. Anyway I got 6 out of 10. I know I sucks. I want to take a rest, badly.

Anyway on Wednesday we're gonna have a kaiwa, means dialog, and it's damn long! I have to remember 2 pages of kaiwa! And Didi and Nazrul told me to do a montaj, about our Multimedia project, which we will present on Wednesday. I have to finished my Computer Maintenance's part of the report, and I have to remember my kaiwas, and my laptop sucks, it didn't have Macromedia Authorware. Blame the laptop, for it's just a freaking entry level laptop that it cannot handle too many designing programs. So I'm focusing on my Computer Maintenance's job, which is not long when I started to feel uncomfortable, my head is killing me. I mean, the pain. I endured the pain until 12, that I started to feel very, very, very uncomfortable so I went for painkilling session. Just as I went out of Burn's room, I felt my body temperature rises so I went topless and as soon as I entered my room, I felt sudden jolt on my head, my body is like kicking from the inside, so I rushed, more like dragged my feet as fast as I could, and all I can see is my locker is damn far, when reality is, it's just a few steps from my bed, opened up the door, grabbed the meds, and next thing I know, I.. don't know.

My roomate saw me lying in front of my locker, in front of the toilet, this morning. It was damn freezing, as I did not wear any clothes. And plus, I'm on the bare floor for 6 hours or so, with the wind and all. Then I started to think. Oh shit, the kaiwas, the montaj. What I'm going to do? Well, as soon as I arrived at the campus, I finished up the montaj using Flash instead of Authorware. And after that I went for my Japs class, the last one, I tried my best for the dialog. I'm partnering Ah Fuu (Firdaus) but it's not like I'm prepared. But I end up getting 9/10, minus 1 mark from our creativity mark.

I felt like works come and cornered me in every single direction, it was tiring. I did not getting the sleep I supposed to have and the doctor was damn angry this time. "Bila dalam masalah, baru cari ubat. Tak nak prevent, bila dah lega tak nak makan, serupa lah macam ingat tuhan!" I felt like I was stabbed, it did. He was right, of course. Ah, and Friday ada VB project presentation pulak. How the hell I'll survive this week. I need help, seriously. I don't even have the fucking time, to rant to my Edith! This sucks. With all my pasts are catching up, I felt like my body, is tearing up, literally.

I.. fucked up. Can I just, escape this reality again. Oh well, I can't. I can't run. Or I'll end up like before.. Ahh.. I just.. not that strong, apparently. Trying to hold on since 2006, until now? With all the bullshits threw at me? I.. I'm not that strong. But still trying to hang on. Because, if it's not me, myself, how the hell I'm going to go through this? Guess I'll.. try my best.

17 October, 2010


It was an eventful day. At least, I did what I promised, what I can do, and what I really need to do. I enjoy it, yes I do, but did not enjoy it, much. Maybe because of the short period, maybe. But the most reasonable excuse is, it's just me.

It seems like, I stressed out so much, I'm not having fun, when I'm supposed to do so. All I'm doing is, thinking about all of the assignments, projects, presentations, tests, quizzes, future. Most of my time. Even when I'm driving. Even when I'm 'getting rid the toxic inside of my body'.

I did not have the time to think about my own happiness.

Or, I could say that, I could not care less.

Even when I knew that not what we've done will go noticed. If they happy, they'll enjoy it and, forget all things that is associated to the sadness.

Look, it's not like I love ranting about this.

But that's the fact. Every human I think, did this. Well I tried, not to do that. Appreciate more. Learn, learned to do so. Please. Not the hard way.


Makes me realize about life. You can't be carefree. You'll lose something. Whatever it is. So for the moment, just, appreciate it. Believe me, mark my word, bookmark this page, print screen, whatever, take my word. You'll regret it.

There's no camera that's as good as your own eyes and memory.

Maybe that's why I don't feel so reluctant not taking any pictures from Friday/Saturday. It just, even if any pictures are taken, it'll not feel as good as the memory itself.

Pictures, always work as the ignition for the memory to replay. People sees picture, to know what happened, or to recall what happened.

Well, even if it's not that great, it's still a great escape. I can't believe we did that, it was wicked. I feel bad.

Lucky us, that the star shows up, even if it's not as bright as it used to before. I still enjoy the view as much as I enjoyed it the first time I was it. It was always beautiful. The feeling, is always blissful.

Escape? Not really. What kind of people are you, escape from something you hate, but eventually you came back to that place? Just call it as trip. To relieve tension. Or something.

I still can feel the breeze of the ocean. I still can see the sea of stars. I can still see the view outside the car.

Post-vacay can be suck as hell. But well, that's life.

And life is a bummer.

tentang pena, inspirasi, puisi.

aku masih teringat-ingat lagi post seorang member course aku, dd. pen merah pen biru aku marah sapa tahu. er. dan selebihnya. berkisahkan kemarahan dia terhadap seorang perempuan, yang aku tak kenal, sebab perempuan itu nampaknya sangat mengenali dia, dan sampai dia sanggup buat camtu dekat orang yang nampak macam kfc happy meal je.

okay, post kali ni tak ada lah kena-mengena dengan minah tu, mahupun mamat tu.

aku mintak maaf lah awal-awal, walaupun dah berbuih mulut aku cakap, dah berketak jari aku menaip, yang aku tulis apa aku nak tulis, means aku update bila aku nak. dan karut apa aku nak karut. bukannya kalau aku bebel dekat RL korang nak dengar pun. at least dekat sini, ruang aku nak bebel.

maaf lah kalau entry post aku, tak inspiring. tak menarik. tak informatif. tak puitis. tak, tulus. tak tajam macam pen.

aku, tak reti tulis post yang inspiring. tak ada kata-kata yang memberangsangkan, yang akan menaikkan morale korang. yang membuat korang fikir, baiklah! akan aku sekian sekian sekian. aku, tak reti quote hadis-hadis, sekadar membaca sahaja. aku takut, salah quote, salah source, hadis tak kuat, habis, payah.

tak informatif, sentiasa dengan karut marut. tak pernah ada maklumat baru pasal gadget, atau kereta, atau kamera baru, game baru. sebab, aku.. tak lah up to date pun. kalau sapa kenal aku, tau lah, aku, balik-balik baju tu. kasut tu. beg tu. lagu pun, dengar radio, ye, tapi pakai FM modulator.

tak puitis. kata-kata aku, tak memikat jiwa. tak reti lah aku, bermetafora. kadang-kadang aku sendiri tak faham apa yang aku metaforakan, kalau aku bermetafora. aku pelik, betul ke apa yang penulis cuba sampai kan melalui puitis diorang tu, pembaca faham ke tak. salah faham, buat anggapan sendiri, mana tahu, keluar ajaran baru. payah.

tapi, blog aku pun, jarang ada cerita pasal aku. yelah, selalu kalau bukan untuk jadi bahan bacaan, orang update status dia, cerita dia hari itu, etc. tak selalu pun aku buat camtu.

blog ni.. ada apa?

blog sendiri, sukahati lah kalau kauorang nak buat apa pun. apa yang kau orang tulis, aku baca. aku enjoy semua blog yang aku baca, sebab, itu.. apa yang kau orang definisikan kau orang. kalau yang berinformasi tu, maksudnya dia sentiasa cari something, rajin selidik benda baru. yang berpuitis tu, seorang yang romantis, bukan bermaksud jiwang. tapi mempunyai idea baru terhadap benda yang normal. lebih kurang. tak faham? tu metafora. paham-paham sendiri. blog kau tempat nak cakap pasal awek kau, pasal benda yang kau tengah jual, kalau blog tu blog jual kamera lomo tu, obv pasal kamera lomo kau, untuk dijual kan.

blog aku, apa yang aku nak tulis lah. pola tak tetap. bermood, atau tak. berlagu, atau bercerita. straight as a sword, atau curve macam fries McD, depends.

contoh, entri macam ni. kan aku dah bebel. tu yang aku malas update blog. mesti aku karut.

bukan lah aku nak kelas kan orang. aku sedar aku tak perfect, tapi kau.. boleh nampak perwatakan orang tu. at least, aku lah. aku tau member-member aku macam mana orangnya. bukan being judgmental or whatsoever, tapi aku, read. aku faham, orang. kehendak diorang. dan, aku tak suka. aku tau apa diorang nak. tapi aku tak suka, aku dapat baca.

fikir macam ni. kau, tau budak tu jalan sorang-sorang. kat tepi jalan. dia, tak tegor sapa pun. tapi, kau tau, yang dia ni tengah cari mak dia. well, tengok dia macam tu, dah lama berjalan muka muram, comot, tepi jalan, sibuk. kau.. tak nak tolong?

bukan lah aku nak cakap aku rajin tolong orang, tapi aku try my best. and yea, i do enjoy helping people.

aku tak suka, sebab? sebab er, aku je yang macam tahu.

di sebalik matahari yang bersinar menyala, di sebalik itu, ada angkasa yang gelap, kelam, di belakang. yang lebih luas. yang kau tak tau.

yang kau orang, tak bother nak ambil tahu, being a normal human being.

yang kau perasan, dengar-dengar dari orang mengenai angkasa hitam tu, kau cuba jelajah, dan angkasa mengalu-alukan, tetapi apa dah jadi, lepas kau, dapat tau SIKIT? bintang yang kau tinggalkan, meletup jadi black hole, menyedut semua cahaya yang ada.

kalau kau tau pun, tentang angkasa tu, apa kau boleh buat? jadikan dia langit biru, luas dan cerah, lebih tenang?

04 October, 2010


Air turun laju. Gelap. Sunyi. Suasana yang paling dibenci. Tapi, suasana itulah yang dicari. Yang menggambarkan dia. Dia, terduduk, mencangkung. Macam dulu. Cuma bezanya, kini dia di kamar mandi. Air pancut turun tak henti-henti, bersama memori yang diimbas, yang tak mungkin kembali.

Duduk, termenung. Tengah hari tu tak macam tengah hari lain. Bercahaya matahari, tapi tak panas. Tak bahang. Tapi tak menghalang peluh meleleh di dahi Firdaus. Bunyi unggas bersahutan, segala bunyi alam sekitar ada. Pelik, betul ke ni Kuala Lumpur? Matahari kini mula menghasilkan bayang, menandakan sudah lepas tengah hari, sedikit. Pukul berapa? Berapa lama sudah aku dekat sini? Hish, kalau lah jam tu tak putus waktu sesi 'suai kenal' dan 'ramah mesra' baru-baru ini dengan pelajar kelas sebelah yang langgar Firdaus sehingga dia dapat merasa Mee Sup kantin sekolahnya itu agak masin, at least dia dapat agak berapa lama dia akan dapat bertahan di situ.


"Adoi! Sakitlah!" Terasa perit dibelakang badan dia.

"Er, sorry?" Si perempuan itu tertutup mata, takut kena marah. Firdaus tersenyum, tapi cepat-cepat dia tukar senyum, kepada mimik muka marah.

"Sakit lah," Ulang Firdaus.

"Gaduh lagi la tu"

"Tak lah, ramah mesra antara lelaki dengan lelaki lain. Menggunakan physical contact"

"Ye lah, kalau camtu kenapa tak ramah mesra ikut PE?"


"Physical Education"

"Pendidikan Jasmani, kami sekolah Kebangsaan je."

"Hergh. Benci lah, jangan macam tu."

"Kalau PJ nanti cikgu salah anggap. Kitorang ber'gurau' dan ber'mesra' je. And besides, diorang kelas belakaaaaaaang. Hah, asal lambat?"

"Jom, ikut Haz jap. Kak Sofinas nak jumpa."

"Vivy Sofinas?"

"Perempuan, ingat jerr."

"Habis tu nak Firdaus ingat lelaki je? Kang cakap asyik gaduh je."

"But still..,"

"Plus nama dia pelik kot. Vivy? Mesti la ingat."

Tanpa menghiraukan bebelan Firdaus dia berlalu ke dalam sekolah. Rasa marah jugak, kenapa dia ingat Kak Sofinas, yang baru sekali dia ternampak, bukan aku, yang dia langgar, tapi masih tak ingat-ingat waktu jumpa kali kedua? Aku ni, tak cukup ke?

Firdaus mengekor sahaja Hazirah. Apa lagi lah perempuan ni. Dah la berjam aku tunggu dia, tapi dia.. ada hal pulak. Busy. Kalau aku tau baik aku lepak dekat rumah. Papa mama memang tak ada, tapi, sebab Uncle dan Aunty yang jemput datang, aku pergi jugak. Jaga hati. Yelah, Uncle selalu buat aku happy. Apa salahnya buat dia happy?



"Firrrr." Isyy ape ni.


"Firrrrrr." Sambil mencekak pinggang.

"Baiikkk. Kenapaaaa." Panjang sahaja dia tarik. Aduh, macam mak orang! Apa beza dia "ya" atau pun "baik"? "Baik"? Macam tak kena bila fikir maksudnya, dengan cara penggunaan.

"Teman Hazirah jap."

"I'm here."

"I mean, let's take a walk?"

"We're walking." Saja dia nak bagi sakit hati. Geram tadi tak hilang lagi



"Jom lah, teman. Nak jalan-jalan."

"Penat lah, panas lagi ni"

"Fiiinnee then. Haz pergi sorang-sorang, dekat area damansara ni." Adus, sudah.

"Yelah, mana?"

"Ikut jalan belakang sekolah ni"

"Takpe ke masuk sekolah ni? Well sebab this is Sri Cempaka. I'm from an ordinary school, sekolah kerajaan je. Boleh ke masuk?"

"Fird! Dah la!" Dia menghentak kaki sambil berjalan. Eh, apa je yang aku cakap ni. Lain aku nak keluarkan, lain yang terkeluar.

Firdaus mengekor sahaja. Tercongak-congak cara untuk meminta maaf. Tapi, kenapa aku pula kena minta maaf? Dia, berlagak macam diva, pemaisuri, aku yang jauh ni kena tunggu dia, biarlah dia rasa sakit hati pula.

"Apa ikut? Penat kan? Pergi lah tunggu dekat rumah with my dad."

"Uncle takde."

"Then with mummy lah"

"He's taking her with him."

"Eiiisshh!" Seraya dia membuka langkah, berlari mendaki bukit, lalu terus ke jalan Pinggiran Setiabudi.

"Eh, nanti!" Gila! Dengan long skirt dan berkot hijau tu dia nak berlari? Tak reti penat ke? Firdaus mula membuka langkah, mula-mula berlari anak. Tapi melihat Hazirah makin mengecil, dan menghilang disebalik bukit tu, dia mule berlari. Dan, sampai juga ke Pinggiran Setiabudi tapi.. dah hilang.


Perlahan dia menuruni bukit tu, menuju ke arah Jalan Setiabudi. Seriously, takkan lah dia menghilang macam tu je. Menusuk hati ke bagai mata pedang ke ayat aku tadi? Ah, bersalah. Karang apa aku nak jawab bila menghadap Uncle, Aunty? Yang penting, Mama Papa dekat rumah. Arhhh. Tapi, apa jadi nanti dengan dia? Kena culik? Kena rompak? Kena.. Oh tidak. Tolonglah, tuhan!


"HAZIRAH!" Terpekik. Terlolong. Tidak. Terduduk Firdaus. Janganlah. Aku.. menyesal.

"How wass'that? Risaukan Haz ke? Ouh, so sweeet." Firdaus terdiam. Terdengar suara dari belakang. Dia terus membisu.

"Tak punn, issshhhhhhhh." Sambil dia menarik-narik pipi perempuan tu. Geram, sangat! Merah delima pipi perempuan tu. Sudah lah kulitnya putih macam kain putih, bila merah saja nampak beza, teramat.

"Ouch! " Seraya ditumbuknya bahu Firdaus berkali. Padan muka kau, aku. Takut tadi. Bangga pulak Hazirah, dapat buat lelaki macam Firdaus tu pucat lesi. Tapi pipi ni, perit terasa.

"Senyum apa, nak lagi ke?" Gertak Firdaus. Ish, boleh pulak buat memain.

"Nothing lah, jum!" Ditariknya tangan Firdaus. "Teman Haz?"

"Yelah yelah." Perlahan lahan dia melangkah, berat. Hati, memang gembira. Tapi, susah dia dapat zahirkan. Tapi perempuan ni. Ah, dia faham-faham sahaja. Suka hati dia saja nak buat apa. Aku, yang terperangkap.

"Nak pergi mana?" Lama Firdaus fikir nak bertanyakan, bunyi macam soalan yang mudah, tapi seolah-olah.. menampakkan kesudian dia untuk teman Hazirah.


"Erk. Ke 7-E lah ni? Eh jap, Haz!" Risau betul, selamba je dia melintas jalan? Risau aku dibuatnya. Pusat Damansara ni, tau lah kereta yang lalu jalan ni sikit sangat. Tapi bahaya, malang tak berbau. Tapi kalau kemalangan, memang berbau lah, bau minyak hitam dan minyak segala.

"Cepat lah Fird!" Melangkah jalan, menyusuri Jalan Setiamurni. Mereka bersembang, saling usik-mengusik. Ada sahaja yang tak kena, walau benda sekecil zarah! Itulah mereka.

"Huh, what else you bought?"

"Oh, this is for you."

"Coke? Er, kay. Thanks. Huh, plaster?"

"Yelah, kang sakit belakang tu." Berdekah-dekah Firdaus gelak. Apa lah yang perempuan ni fikirkan. Terpegun kakak cashier tu lihat Firdaus. Sihat ke tak budak ni. Perlu ke aku ready nak tekan bell in case kalau tetiba ni lakonan, untuk rompakan?

"Haz, hahahahahaha" Tak henti lagi. Ahh, lawak sungguh lah dia ni.

"Ape ni Fird, cakap je la" Makin sakit hati lihat Firdaus tergelak-gelak. Apa salah aku buat? Kot ni ada kotor ke ape? Ade benda ke dekat rambut ni?

"Fird, baik cakap, is there something at my hair?"


Tak henti-henti lagi. Hazirah makin gelisah, apa ni?

"Haz, thanks for your concern but, plaster untuk luka! Bukan untuk lebam ke sengal otot ke ape hahahahahaha!" Merah padam muka Hazirah. Berani dia gelakkan aku depan orang ramai? Nasib ada kakak cashier ni je. Ah, tengok, kakak cashier ni pun tersengih je tengok aku. Eiiiii. Malu!

Lalu mereka susuri Jalan Setia Bakti, menuju ke destinasi asal. Tengah hari tu, meriah betul. Mereka, bergembira tanpa pedulikan mata-mata yang melihat. Ah, janganlah habis saat-saat ini. Bahagia.