River Lea : Pt 1

'Ah bodohlah', Dian whispered to herself.

She looked at the mirror and pointed her finger to the girl.

'You silly girl'

Dian wondered, why did she let this happen?
She really liked him though she knew he would never like her back.

Why?
They made good combi.
They nailed everything they do.
They shared joys and tears.
But it only stopped there.
There. 
Nothing more than that.

Beep.

One message received

Call me 2morrow. I hv meeting to attend la8r

 
'It must be that bitch--ah whatever'

Dian sighed. She turned her favourite album on.

"If you're gonna let me down, let me down gently
Don't pretend that you don't want me", sang Adele.

Disclaimer: This is a continuation from Boi's  Phone Call Part 1 and Phone Call Part Two featuring my favourite characters of all time; Dian and Adam (that also based on my few stories of Dian and Adam like Dian : Adam, and few yang I malas nk selongkar archive)

Galak (ii)

"Jomlah kau je jadi girlfriend aku?"
"Serious la?"

"Haha saja test"

Galak (i)

"Woi Khal. Aku tahu dah awek mana yang kau suka!"
"Sudahlah, tak mungkin kau tahu. Aku tak cerita kat sesiapa pun der"

Dian mencebik. Tak mungkin Jay menipunya. 

"Alah Khal, kalau kau bercinta pun apa salahnya Khal, kau apa yang kau takde? Kau ada semua. Kacak, bergaya, ada kafe, ada kerja, ada duit, ada kereta...,"
"Aku tak bercinta lah Di"

Dian mencekup wajah Khal. Dibiarnya telapak tangannya kegelian ditusuk deduri janggut Khal.

"Duhai Khalid Emirza bin Sufyan, rakanku yang kusayangi sepenuh hati, berbadan tegap, hidung mancung, alis mata yang tebal, berfikiran cerdas dan kacak serta seksi tapi lemau dan penakut dan lembab oi, berhentilah tipu aku. Selok belok pasal engkau, penuh dalam poket aku tahu? Ergh, spill it. Siapa nama dia?"

"Kau nak percaya aku ke, kau nak percaya si mulut lahanat Jayed Lukman lahanat buaya darat tu?" terbeliak beliak mata Khal merenung Dian.

"Nama dia Lukman Javed lah"
"Whatever. Aku benci dia."
"Lantak kaulah." Dian beredar, cuba menonton televisyen.

Khal mampir ke arah Dian selepas melayan pelanggannya yang terakhir, mendakapnya dari belakang.

"Okay, sebenarnya macam ni.."

Dian ketawa.

 




 

Maybe, yes?

*Beep.

"Terima kasih, betul lah you kata, dia suka, dan dia terharu, thanks"
"No sweat. Kan betul I kata."

I threw my phone away, put on my running pants, tied my hair high. I went out , running through the solemn night- as solemn as my heart, as sad. I wasn't sure how I was feeling, or why I was sad. But I felt heavy. I felt sad.

I walked past those few dogs I hated all this while. This time around, the dogs didn't come towards me, in fact they didn't even bark. They just looked and ignored me. Even bad dogs ignored me. Ha ha so pitiful.

I was thinking, maybe I was being over-reacting. I thought people would treasure me as how I always treasure them. I put expectation; and that kills me. Memories of how we spent time with each other came to my mind, continuously, flowing like Nile river. I guessed, that was it. He found his missing rib--and obviously it was not me.

That was it. As much as I hate bad dogs, I hate being too close with someone's boyfriend. I should move on, I thought. But it's super duper hard. It feels like forcing yourself to puke on your favourite person; like asking you to stop drinking your favourite drink. It never as easy. "Tapi kenapa?", my friend once asked. "Bukannya kau nak kat dia pun!" -- well that's the problem. I like him. I really really really really really like him. But I know it's not love - not yet (berdoa)

So the next few days, I changed routes. I usually passed through his house to go to work, but not anymore. I started to masturdate - eat and doing stuff alone (like how I used to). I don't start virtual conversations no more and macam-macam lah.

 I was struggling.

(well, am still struggling)

*Beep

"Eh jomlah lepak"
"Mana?"
"Nanti discuss, 10 minit I tiba"

Maybe, not.

"I dah tiba" was what I sent him when I reached his house. Saw his few housemates outside but the sky looked more interesting with stash of fluffy clouds and streaks of warm sun rays. An aeroplane was flying , I hoped they reached their destination safely. 

I suddenly caught a glimpse of him, walking outside the door of his house, closing the green gate, towards my petty car. He was looking calm. He always looks calm, unlike me. With his phone and wallet in one hand, he was crossing the road. 

Ah this guy. His eyes shape like almonds, his gaze could make every heart melts. He has thick brows that make his face better each time I looked. He has this kind of smiles that make you feel loved and cared . I believe his words are every females' lullabies - females love to be around him. And when I said love, they really love to be around him. It's like he carries bottles of love potion everywhere he goes. He could make your heart grows fonder when he disappears. Sometimes I think those stupid girls are overreacting -- and annoying like shit.  

What would always be in his mind, I always wonder.  

"Lama ke tunggu? I baru bangun." 

" Ah, dasar"

His scent filled up my car-- my favourite scent. 

So we went to the restaurant where we first had our dinner. Not my favourite but something brought us there. We sat exactly at the same table, ordered the same menu and reminisced old times. 

He inhaled, looking restless. I stared at him. 

"Tahu tak, Setiap pagi I akan bangun dan perkara yang pertama sekali I fikirkan selalunya pasal you. Bila I balik rumah, I akan rasa teruja untuk kembali ke sini, untuk bertemu dengan you. I rasa I amat suka akan you, walaupun I cuba nafikannya."

"Wow."

"Lepastu I akan bagi dia hadiah yang I beli masa I pergi Bali haritu. Okay tak you rasa? I nervous amat lah". 

"I rasa that would be more than enough. She would love it, just do it. Don't think too much", and I smiled. 

"Thanks, you selalu bantu I, like really. Bertuahlah siapa yang dapat you, monami!"

"Heh, biasalah. I kan kawan you, sampai bila-bila"