“You,
jom keluar. Boringlah.” Haikal bersandar di kepala katilnya. Kebosanan sudah
menjelma. Apalagi, mengacau budak sorang nilah bila bosan.
“Assalamualaikum.”
Alia sengih. Apa gaya telefon orang tak bagi salam ni?
“Erk..sorry.
Wa’alaikumsalam Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh, ustazah.”
“Banyaklah
you punya ustazah. Lain kali call orang tu bagilah permualaan yang baik sikit,
bagi salam ke. Hello ke. Ni hao ma ke. Ni tetiba, you jom keluar.” Alia
mengenakan Haikal.
“Yela,
yela. Oranglah yang salah. You, jom keluar. I dah bosan tahap gaban dah ni.”
“Ala,
malaslah. Orang tengah syok baca buku Jodi Picoult ni. dah ada lagi 6 chapter
je nak habis ni.”
“Ala,
you ni. buku lagi penting dari I yang macho ni ke?”
“Euw~~
of courselah buku lagi penting! Buku bagi ilmu and experience yang berbeza. You
bagi mati jiwa je.” Alia dah gelak.
“Cisss,
kurang asam. Mati jiwa konon. Nanti bila sedih ke, bila nak nangis ke, siapa
yang you cari, I jugakkan?” Haikal mencebik. ‘Jomlah, keluar. Tengok movie.”
“Sibuk
jelah. Yelah, yelah. Kalau boring. Keluar berdua tak best. Ajak Feena
sekalilah.”
“Okay,
set no problem. Ajaklah your brothers sekali. Ada diorang baru lagi meriah.
Lepas tengok movie, lepak mamak. Pergh, mesti macam-macam story keluar.”
“Alolo,
kesiannya anak tunggal sorang ni.okay, I ajak my brothers. Kita keluar. Pukul
9, okay?” Alia menjeling jam dindingnya. Sekarang baru pukul 7.
“Ok,
set, nanti roger-roger.”
“You!”
Alia sempat memanggil sebelum Haikal meletakkan telefon.
“Ha,
kenapa?”
“Jangan
lupa solat maghrib dengan isyak, okay? Daa~ “ terus dimatikan talian.
***
Lepas
tengok movie, mereka semua menuju ke kedai mamak untuk lepak. Semuanya ada lebih
kurang 7 orang.
Selepas
selesai order makanan dan minuman, segala cerita mula keluar. Dari kisah
peribadi, ke kisah politik, ke kisah artis, dipendekkan cerita, semua cerita
keluarlah.
“Hey,
korang ni betul ke kawan baik je?” Sarah mengangkat kening. “Aku tengok korang
berdua ni rapat gila. Kemana je bersama, tak pernah berenggang. Ce cakap
bebetul, Alia, kau suka dia eh? Haikal, you suka Alia eh?”
“Kitorang
kawan baik je lah. Dah berbuih mulut aku jawab soalan yang serupa tau tak.”
Haikal
sengih.
“Oh,
kalau macam tu aku tackle Haikal jelah. Haikal, you nak dating dengan I tak?”
Sarah kenyit mata.
Muka
Alia berubah. Tapi, tetap senyum. Cuma senyum tu macam perisa kelat.
“Er,
you nak dating dengan I ke? Tak nak lah I, you maintenance tinggi sangat.”
Haikal sedut air the ais dia. “Lagipun boyfriend you yang bawak Mercedes tu
macam mana?” Haikal menggeleng kepala.
Sarah
ketawa. “Eleh, cakap jelah korang berdua sebenarnya ada perasaan antara satu
sama lain. Korang ni, entah-entah tengah alami cinta tak terucap kot?”
“Kau
ni banyak baca novel lah, Sarah.” Feena menggelengkan kepala.
“Entah,
kau sibuk nak suruh adik aku bercinta tu kenapa?” Along mengangkat kening.
“Alia,
kau okay?” Feena pegang tangan Alia yang tetiba diam.
“Ha?”
Alia besarkan mata dekat Feena. “Okay je.”
“Along,
kalau saya nak jadikan Alia suri hati saya, along bagi green light tak?” Haikal
memandang along.
Semua
terdiam.
Alia
dah tercengang memandang Haikal. Mamat ni apehal tetiba je ni?
“Haikal
suka Alia ke?” Along menyedut air frsh orange.
“Suka.”
“Alia?”
along pandang Alia.
“Gila.”
Mata Alia masih tak lepas memandang Haikal. “Ini sangat tak kelakar, okey.”
“I’m
serious.” Haikal membalas pandang.
“Gila.”
***
Deringan
phone yang berbunyi, Alia hanya memandang sepi. Fikiran dia bercelaru.
-Habis
kalau dia suka, aku suka ke tak?
+Er,
suka jugak.
-Cet,
gatal! Ingatkan, reaction macam surprised gila tu, tak suka.
+Weyh,
malulah kalau ngaku suka jugak. Jatuh air muka ni tau tak.
-Eleh,
tak yah nak malu sangat. Dah memang suka kan.
+Tapi,
lepas tu dia pun tak cakap apa-apa. Takkan nak tanya pulakkan.
-Habis
tu, yang pergi ignore call tu buat apa?
+Sebab
tak tahu nak cakap apalah.
-Gediklah
minah sorang ni.
+Bukan
gediklah. Isk! Tak tahu nak cakap apa pasal tu malas nak angkat.
Dalam
kepala Alia dah berbicara pelbagai dialog.
Alia
inhale nafas dalam-dalam. Alia exhale nafas.
“Assalamualaikum.”
Memberi salam sejurus menekan punat hijau.
Haikal
menjawab salam. “Amboi, bukan kemain susah I nak call you. Kalah menteri tau
tak.”
“Erm,
hm. Ada apa je call I?”
“Aik,
sejak bila I tak boleh call you ni?”
“Erm,
hm.”
“Alia.”
Suara serius.
“Yea?”
“I…
suka you.”
Alia
menelan air liur. “Jadi?”
“Wanna
be with me?”
Er…
“Kita kawan dulu?”
“Kita
dah 7 tahun kawan kot. Best firend lagi.”
“Sejak
bila you suka I?”
“Tak
tau.”
“I
fikir dulu?”
“Dah
seminggu, tak habis fikir lagi eh?” Haikal menghela nafas. “I thought, you like
me too.”
“Suka
je ke?”
Er,
“Yang lebih-lebih tu, lepas kahwinlah I cakap.”
Muka
Alia merah. “Bila masa I cakap I nak kahwin dengan you? Ish.” Off phone.
Seminggu
kemudian, Haikal hantar rombongan meminang.
***
“You,
kita ni lagi seminggu nak kahwin kot. You ni betul ke nak kahwin dengan I?”
Haikal tanya Alia masa mereka di restoran yang dah ditempah khas.
Masa
ni, kawan-kawan semua ada, cousin-cousin rapat, and family yang muda-mudi semua
ada. Konon-konon macam bachelor’s night. Tapi sambut sekali dengan dua-dua, er,
kiranya taklah bachelor party sangat eh.
“Asal
pulak, you tetiba tanya soalan macam ni?” kerut dahi.
“You
kata, you setuju sebab parents you suruh, habis tu hati you sendiri macam mana?
Sepanjang kita tunang ni, you tak cakap apa pun.”
“I
dah setuju kan.”
“You
setuju, tapi you macam… entahlah. Can’t describe it with words.” Sigh. “I cuma tak
nak you rasa terpaksa sebab persahabatan kita, atau sebab your parents paksa. Perasaan
tak boleh dipaksa, you.”
Alia
jungkit bahu. Bangun dari kerusi.
Haikal
mengeluh lagi. Tetiba dia rasa, keputusan yang dibuat ni salah. Sangkanya Alia
malu untuk mengaku yang dia suka, sebab Alia ni memang pemalu orangnya. Tapi,
semuanya tak jadi macam apa yang dirancang. Dah seminggu lagi nak kahwin, Alia
tak pernah cakap dia suka. Cara dia macam, follow the flow je.
Ah~
baik ambil angin kat luar. Stress je duduk dalam ni. Orang lain semua dok
makan-makanlah, ada yang layan je live band.
Bunyi
gitar yang mula berkumandang tidak dipedulikan. Namun langkahnya terhenti, bila
suara halus yang sangat dikenali mula menyanyi.
Suasana
yang riuh juga senyap.
You can be the
peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain and I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date
You can be the hero and I can be your side kick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain and I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date
You can be the hero and I can be your side kick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'
Don't know if I
could ever be without you Cause
boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
Cause you're the
one for me (for me)
And I'm the one for you (for you)
You take the both of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
And I'm the one for you (for you)
You take the both of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the
perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
You can be the
prince and I can be your princess
You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist
You can be the shoes and I can be the laces
You can be the heart that I spill on the pages
You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser
You can be the pencil and I can be the paper
You can be as cold as the winter weather
But I don't care as long as we're together
You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist
You can be the shoes and I can be the laces
You can be the heart that I spill on the pages
You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser
You can be the pencil and I can be the paper
You can be as cold as the winter weather
But I don't care as long as we're together
You know that
I'll never doubt ya
And you know that I think about ya
And you know I can't live without ya
I love the way that you smile
And maybe in just a while
I can see me walk down the aisle
And you know that I think about ya
And you know I can't live without ya
I love the way that you smile
And maybe in just a while
I can see me walk down the aisle
Cause you're the
apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
Cause you're the
one for me for me (for me)
And I'm the one for you for you (for you)
You take the both of us of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
And I'm the one for you for you (for you)
You take the both of us of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
Haikal
speechless.
“Hey,
Mr Future Husband, now you dah tau what inside my heart kan?” Alia kenyit mata.
“Ini first time tau, I confess macam ni. my first and last...”
They
look at each other. And smile. =)
IU
2 comments:
Oh wow!!!! I love this story hehehe!
So sweet~ <3
Hohohoho akhirnya perasaan dluahkan lpas kahwin,barulah cinta sejati!
awwwwwww ~ so sweet punya storyyyyy. i love this storyy.. heheh :D
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