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“Buat apa kat sini?” Lukman soal.

“Rindu.” Si Wana jawab.

“Qi pun rindu jugak.” Ada intonasi manja di situ.

Oh, yang lagi satu tu namanya Qi. Sara mengangguk angguk. Telinga tetap mendengar perbualan Lukman, Qi dan Wana.

“Orang kata rindu, dia pun nak kata rindu. Mengada lah,” Wana jeling Qi.

“Lantak aku lah.” Qi peluk tubuh. Aik, dah nak gaduh ke? Aku tak paham cam mane la diorang boleh sangkut dengan Lukman ni,

Lukman pandang kiri kanan. Tengok apa reaksi orang lain pasal kejadian yang tengah berlaku sekarang. Semua pun bagi muka what’s-going-on-here.

“Dah..dah.. cukup. Cukup. Enough is enough.” Ah, ayat filem la mamat ni.

“What brings you here? I told you to wait for me till I’m done with my work.” Lukman berspeaking.

“I need money.” Serentak dua-dua cakap.

Pergh. Ini Lukman bapak ayam ke hape. Ni siap provide duit bagai. Dasyaatt!!!!!!!! Sara dah fikir bukan-bukan.

“Duit dah habis ke?” soal Lukman. Pantas mereka berdua angguk. Lukman keluar wallet dengan penuh gaya elegan. Haha. Sengal~

“Dah pergi main jauh-jauh.” Cakap Lukman selepas bagi duit kat Qi dan Wana.

“Wait!” Sara cakap.

“Eh, kau tak nak introduce ke kau punya ehem-ehem ni kat kitorang.” Sara dah start.

“Ha ah la.. Lukman.” Dila cakap plak

“Entah Lukman. Bagitau la kami. Especially dia. Dia nak tau sangat-sangat.” Adli tuding jari kat Sara. Eh..ehh main tunjuk-tunjuk plak.

“Bagitau ape? Ehem-ehem?” banyak tanda soal kat kepala Lukman sekarang ni.

“You know. You guys.. ermm..gitu-gitu..” Sara buat aksi kedua-dua jari telunjuk disatukan. Haih. Guna bahasa isyarat pulak dah.

“HUH?” Qi, Wana, Lukman buat muka blurr tahap blur gilee.

“You know…”

“Maksud kau, C.O.U.P.L.E?” Lukman akhirnye dapat teka. Fuh. Sara angguk sekali.

“Dia!!!” serentak Qi dan Wana bersuara.

“No way!!!” one more time diorang cakap serentak.

“Kau demam ke apa ni Sara? Lupa makan ubat eh?” Lukman rasa nak gelak.

“Bukan korang… ermm.. tu.. kee??”

“Dengan dia? Mana boleh. Na, a.” Wana geleng kepala.

“Yeah rite.” Qi sokong.

“Dengan dia?? Haluuu.. show some respect with your bro sket eh.” BRO? Warner Bros? eh ade plak. As in Brother? Abang? Abangg?? Ehh? Huh??

“BRO?? Abang???” oke sekarang turn Sara blurr.

“Yup. Abang. Ni abang kesayangan kami Abang Lukman.” Qi bagitau. Deyh, rasa macam nak berendam dalam lumpur dengan kerbau je dek kerana suka hati dia serkap jarang mengatakan mereka bertiga ada affair. Aduhaaiii……!!!!!!!!!!! MALUNYA MUKA!!!

“Tapi Adli cakap…” Sara pandang Adli. Lukman pun.

“I thought you’ve already told her.” Kata Lukman.

“Naah, I don’t feel like telling her straight away. So I.. decided to give her chance to figure that out by herself. And guess what she just did. In a very, very ‘dramatic’ way.” Adli gelak lepas habiskan ayat dia. Ini gelas pasal Sara suka hati kata mereka, Lukman, Qi dan Wana ada ‘hubungan’. Yeah right, hubungan lah. Hubungan adik beradik. I say man. DANG.

“Kau, Adliiiiiiii…” Sara dah genggam penumbuk pasang niat kira Adli jadi punching bag la lepas ni kan.

“hey.. hey..” Adli tunjuk signal stop, hold-on. Dia turun dari meja yang tadi dia duduk. Hah, orang duduk atas kerusi ni dah terbalik. Haiyo.

“All right guys..” Adli sapu-sapu tangan.

“Gotta go!!!” Adli pasang gear 30 m/s cabut lari. Hah, scene Hindustan sudah mari.

“Yeah, you better run. Kalau tak esok punye news headline. Budak masuk hospital 20 tahun dek kena baling dengan kasut sekolah Bata!” jerit Sara sakit hati. Sara kejar dari belakang. Kejar Yeop kejar. HAHA. Urh. Diperdaya. Mati-matilah ingat mereka tu lovey-dovey couple. Padahal.. hampeh.

***

Lagu ‘When You’re Gone’ nyanyian Avril Lavigne masuk ke telinga

When you’re gone

The pieces of my heart are missing you

When you’re gone,

The face I came to know is missing too

When you’re gone

All the words I need to hear to always get me through the day

And make it Ok.

I miss you…

“Apa lagu mendayu-dayu ni..” rungut Sara dalam hati. Jarinya cepat di larikan ke butang ‘Next’.

Lagu Taylor Swift berkumandang. Bukan lagu Our Song or even You belong with Me, tapi lagu Teardrops on My Guitar. Adeh. Next.

Butterfly Fly Away,.., suara lunak Miley Cyrus pulak menerjah ke gegendang telinga.

“Wahai si iPod nano, kamu tak sihat ke harini? Asyik aku tekan next lagu slow saje yang kau hidangkan kepadaku,” bertatasusila Sara bercakap. Haha. Buatng ‘next’ di tekannya lagi.

AKhirnya!

Sorry’s Not Good Enough by McFly ke udara. Oh yeah, walaupun lagu ni macam sedih, tapi rentak irama dia tak delah mendayu-dayu bikin orang termenung je. Buat orang hentak kepala ada lah. Haha.

Pensel mekanikal di jari diketuk-ketuk atas meja study mengikut alunan melodi lagu.

“Sara!” jerit mama dari tingkat bawah.

“Sara!” naik terkeluar anak tekak. Ni anak dara buat konsert percuma untuk rumah ni memang tak dengar kalau di panggil.

“Sara!!!” Mama dah keluar suara Sarjan Mejar. Haha.

Sara cabut earphone. “Coming,” segera dia menuruni anak tangga.

“Kenapa?” ujarnya sebaik saja melihat Mama tengah berdiri di depannya.

“Phone call.”

“Siapa?”

“Entah.”

“Dila eh?”

“Tak kot. Lelaki.”

“Huh?” Mulut Sara dah nganga besar. Agak-agak sempat lalat nak buat U-turn masuk dalam sebab lama sangat dia nganga.

Ganggang telefon di sambut. Jantung dah berdegup. Lub dub lub dub. Adli ke? GILA. Impossible lah. Well, erm, could be kalau dia nak buat prank call. Siap kau!

“Hello.”

“May I speak to Sara.”

“Sara, speaking.”

“Oh. Okay. Hi Sara.” Suara excited di hujung talian. Eh, ni siapakah gerangan yang happy sangat sebut nama aku ni. Sara ragu-ragu. Dahl ah speaking segala. Ni biar betul. Nak kata ada pen-pal, haramlah nak tulis-tulis surat nih. Huhu,.

“Er.., hi.” Teragak-agak Sara jawab.

“Who’s this? Adli eh. Kau jangan nak menggedik eh.” sambung Sara lagi..

“It’s me!”

“Who Mi? As far as I could remember, I don’t have a friend named Mi.” Straight Sara cakap. Tak de pulak aku kawan dengan mat Korean ke Mat Jepun ke Mat Hongkong. Ohh, mee hongkong lama tak makan. Cut it! Ni bukan time bukak menu ye.

“HAHA. You’re funny.” Gelak pulak mamat nih. Aku sekeh kang.

“Ha. Ha.” Sara gelak paksa. Yelah, kesian lah pulakkan sebelah pihak je ketawa, apa kata biar aku ketawa sekali. Baru balance. Entah apa-apa.

“It’s me. Don’t you know me?”

“Me? As in M.E? heh. I thought your name is Mi. you know M.I. heh, my bad.” BOO!! Pandai kau buat lawak kat dalam telefon ye Sara. Mamat tu hanya gelak.

“Hah, sorry. Of course, you don’t know me. What was I thinking?? Sorry. I’m Marco, Senior Manager of Creative Art Company, United Kingdom.” Sara jatuh rahang. APAKAH??? Aku salah dengar ke, telefon ni rosak, ke… orang ni main-main.

“Sorry.” Ucap Sara.

“I’m Marco.” Sekali dengar macam Makro pun ada jugak.

“Okay, so.. can I help you miss? Eh, sir? Mister.” Deyh, tersasul cakap miss. Hehe.

“Yeah, we just received your artwork regarding the Mother Earth. It was magnificent. Splendid! You did a very good job. Well done! Thus, I would like to tell you that you have won the first prize.” Sara blur. Bila pulak aku submit artwork sampai ke UK ni? Takkan lah aku buat masa aku sleepwalking kot. Erk. I guess not. Positive. But what the heck, go with the flow laa…

“What is the first prize?” curious nak tau!

“GBP 1000.” Kali ni rahang jatuh lagi. What the…

“KAYA!!! AKU KAYAA!!!!” Sara speaking BM.

“Sorry.” Kata Marco.

“Oh nothing.” Adakah ini keajaiban? Adakah ini rezeki aku untuk dapat duit yang agak banyak. Ah, ye aku batak sekejap. Sara senyum selebar yang mungkin.

“So how will you send me that prize?” Mata Sara dah tukar jadi currency Great Britain Pound. Oh my. Mintak-mintaklah dia cakap, dia nak sponsor tiket flight pergi Uk. Hehe.HARAPAN.

“Amboi… bersemangatnya dia nak dapat duit.” Eh, hold on. Aku dengar orang lain speaking BM ke daripada aku. Ke aku dengar suara hati aku dalam talian telefon ni. Mustahil!

“Pardon.” Sara cakap.

“Orang kata semangatnya dia bila orang nak kasi duit kat dia.”

“Hey, Marco. You can speak Malay ah? Aiyoh, why you waste time speaking in English? My tounge belit-belit already,” BROKEN sungguh!!!

Mamat kat talian tepuk dahi. Apa ke slow Sara ni!

“Sara ni abang la!!!” Hakim perbetulkan suaranya. Penat tadi dok pretend jadi Mat British.

“Eh, since when la you jadi my abang? Stop it la…”

“Woi, kau mengarut apa ni Sara. Ni abang la. Abang Hakim. Your biological brother..!” Hakim terang lagi.

“Abang Hakim. Yeah rite. You kidding me.” Sara tak caye.

“Mende plak aku kidding. Ini betul-betul… bukan cobaan…” Hakim kata lagak macam cerita Pendekar Bujang lapok.

“Prove it.”

“I know one of your passwords.”

“Say it.”

“Password.” How LAME is that? Uh.

Dang! It’s abang. Of course he knows one of my passwords, dia yang tolong buatkan orang punye first emel address. Haha.

“So it is Abang Akim.”

“Yup, adikku sayang…”

“Aauwww…” rendah ton suara Sara. Macam sedih je.

“Why I can’t call eh? Forget me already eh?”

“No lah.”

“Then?”

“My dream to get a free ticket to UK has ruined.”

“Ek eleh. You’ll go to UK someday, don’t worry.”

“I can’t believe you were pretending to be A Senior Manager of somewhat company. Memberi harapan palsu!!!”

“And I can’t believe you were really wanting that money even though it wasn’t for you. Ish ish ish..”

“Sape tak nak kan?” Hakim hanya gelak. Sara ni..

“Apa mimpi malam tadi sampai call ni?” Soal Sara sarkastik. Ceh.

“Mimpi rindu.”

“Jiwang-ness la plak.”

“Ha ahlah. What was I thinking kan? So how’s life?”

“Same je. Nothing unusual I guess.”

“Oh yeah, siapa Adli?” Kantoi sebut nama Adli tadi. Ahah.

“Oh, Adli.. dia some sort of jerk yang sangat urghh. You know what I’m saying.”

“Jerklah sangat kan…” Sara sila tukar TOPIC!

“So how’s UK? Winter dah ke?” yelah dah nak masuk hujung tahun. Nak gak tau

“Not yet tapi coming soon. It’s getting cold but not so cold la. Angin sepoi-sepoi bahasa gitu. Masih boleh keluar tanpa memakai baju berlapis-lapis.”

“Wahh.., nanti pos salji sekotak besar eh.”

“Asal?”

“Nak buat stok ABC UK kat rumah.” LOL.

“Eh tak mahal ke call nih?” Sara soal.

“Alah, sekali sekala. Apa salahnya.” Sara senyum. 3 saat pause.

“So.. do you miss me.?” Tak malu tanya orang rindu dia. Huhu.

“Erm.. let see. Of course la like a lot. Where have you been, I thought you had forgotten about me. So mean laa…”

“Sorry la. Busy la lately. Sorry ye, adikku.”

“Sorry’s not good enough.” Ceh, tittle lagu la plak.

“What do I do then?” eh, soalan cepu mas. Ni masa nak tuntut barang-barang yang diidamkan.

“Buy me something special la.”

“Name it.”

“Banyak sangat.”

“Satu je.”

“Cannot la.”

“Kalau tak abang beli pemadam je. It looks special to me though.”

“Ada pulak pemadam. Berlambak la pemadam kat Malaysia.”

“Spesifik kan barang tu boleh.?”

“Fine jap. Orang nak fikir dulu.” Otak ligat berfikir.

“Teddy bear la. Yang comel-comel eh.”

“Comel macam abang akim ke?” Perasan la mamat yang duduk kat UK ni. Haila.

“Ye, comel macam abang akim.” Bodek oi bodek.

“Tapi kalau boleh nak handsome macam Fernando Torres.” Nakal.

Demand lebih adik aku ni.

“Alright.” Hakim agree.

“Thanks.” A big grin.

“No problem. Then you have to wait till I come back la. Lebih kurang setahun setengah akan datang. AHHA.” Hakim gelak evil.

“URGH. Darn it. Takpelah. As long as you buy what I’ve wanted then I’ll wait.”

“Good. So listen, dengar teka teki ni. Why is six afraid of seven?”

“Why on earth six is afraid of seven? It’s just numbers for crying out loud.”

“Deyh, minachi. Think outside the box la… nama pun teka teki. Don’t ask question. Just answer it.”

“Okay… okay.. I’m thinking…”

“You have one minute..”

“No pressure…”

“58 seconds left..”

“50 seconds.. tik tok..”

“Ohh.., shhhh.. don’t pressure me.” Tegas Sara. Orang nak fikir la!

“Surrender. Apa jawapan?” Sara mengaku kalah. Malas lah nak fikir. Mesti jawapan tak logic.

“The answer for this teka teki; why six is afraid of seven… is because Seven Ate (eight) Nine Ten. Hehe. Get it?”

“What the…” ok. Fine teka teki. Redha je lah dengan apa jawapan dia.

“GOTCHA!” :P

p.s this entry is quite like the product of boringness and lame-ness. i guess. ahah. but wat the heck enjoy je la. ;) really appreciate it.