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AKU DAPAT SURAT CHINTER!

'hish! Sapa nih? Macam tak kenal jer...'

'Sapa yang kasik?'

'Entah, budak-budak taman ni jugak kot...'

'Urmm...'

Biar betul aku dapat love letter, ayat jiwang leh tahan jugak. Tapi sampai sekarang aku tak tahu siapa gerangan yang bagi surat tu. Kini aku dah memegang jawatan yang besar di syarikat bapak'da aku, Syarikat Bayam Interprise, sebuah syarikat yang menghasilkan produk kosmatik dari bahan-bahan semula jadi seperti Bayam. Memang lawak, tapi betul, 'Spinacia Oleracea' itu adalah nama saintifik dia. Bukan tu jer, ada banyak lagi hasilan produk bapak aku.

Tiba-tiba pulak pagi ahad yang lembap tu (sebab hujan), aku teringin imbas kembali kenangan masa silam, terjumpa pulak surat cinta tu kat dalam kotak DoubleAA kat atas almari. Masa tu aku sibuk kemas barang2 nak pergi over see, ibu panggil ' izza! ada posto untuk kamu!'. Pelik jugak, sapa yang nak bagi surat kat aku. Abah and ibu senyum-senyum udang je kat aku, apa ke jadah nye nie. Aku dah nak berambus, time macam nie la ada secreto diamore nak bagi surat. Kenapa la tak bagi dari dulu lagi.

'Ibu, jiran teruna-teruna pujaan hati ibu yang duduk kat sebelah rumah tu pergi mana sekarnag ek?' Terdetik pulak kat benak hati aku nak berrtanya soalan macam tuh.'Semua dah kawen'. Oh, what the hell, melepas aku, dah la dari dulu aku memang suka kat bro yang pakai kete vios hijau epal tuh, sampai laptop aku pun aku cari brand epal warna ejau tau. Tak perlah, kalau depa ada sekarang pun mesti not my taste,al-maklum lah, mesti depa dah berkedut skunk. Huhuhuuuu..

Alamak, teringat dulu-dulu aku suka duduk termenung kat halaman rumah, ibu selalu perli aku bakal dapat kawen dengan anak raja Bukit Chandan, lawak tul time tuh. Tapi jangan main-main, masa aku kat o.s dulu, aku terberkenalan dengan sorang teruna ni, dia asal dari Kuala Kangsar, Bukit Chandan. Fulamak, hensem dude. Tapi dia da dismiss sebab kantoi pointer.

'Assalamualaikum. Bila kamu balik?'

Tersentap lamunan aku, eh, ni la bro yang aku minat dulu. Dia pakai lagi vios warna hijau tu. semart gak, tapi tiba-tiba datang budak kecik panggil dia 'ayah'. Memang sah aku dah melepas.

'Wa'alaikumsalam. Eh, tinggal kat sini lagi ke? Ibu cakap semua dah pindah. Saya balik minggu lepas.'

'Oh, sekarang ni sambung kerja di syarikat abah la yer. Dah lama tak jumpa kamu, makin lawa. Kalau la dia ada lagi, mesti korang dah bahagia.'

Tiba-tiba isteri bro tu menjerit panggil dia, gamat dibuatnya. bergegas dia berlari masuk ke dalam rumah. Beberapa minit kemudian dia membawa beg persalinan. Mak aih, kuat cemburu betul bini dia, sampai kena halau dari rumah. Lepas tu, aku nampak dia papah bini dia masuk kereta. Bini dia nak bersalin anak ke-3 rupanya. Cuak tol aku..

denting..

Di sudut termenung jauh, menanti kepulangan insan tercinta, penuh kesabaran di sebalik lirikan senyuman kasih sayang yang bakal di hadiahkan kepada insan itu. Tamparan lembut hembusan sang bayu di saat itu sungguh menyamankan, jeritan anak-anak kecil di hadapan rumah sering mencuri perhatian dia. 'Bila la aku nak ada anak nie? Mesti sumel-sumel anak aku nanti'. Di usap-usap perut dia yang ramping itu.

'Hoi! Berangan anak Raja Bukit Chandan datang buntingkan ko ke?'
Adoi, itu lah ibunda aku. Puan Hajah Rogayah nama diberi, sudah berumah tangga bersama bapak'da aku, Encik Haji Safian Mokhtar, teruna dan dara pujaan kat kampung Durian 3 1/4 . Beginilah aku bila tiba waktu senja, duduk di hadapan rumah dan melayangkan fikiran aku jauh dari duniawi ni. Seronok, sebab semua yang kita nak macam jadi kenyataan, tapi aku tak nak la di jodohkan dengan anak Raja Bukit Chandan tu. Mak aku tu je yang suka sakat aku, tapi dia jela satu-satunya ibunda yang paling seporting dan alam ni.


'Kamu da masak makan malam nie? Dari ibu balik tadi, kamu duduk melayan perasaan je. Nanti tak ada siapa nak datang minang baru tau, bukan setakat budak-budak teruna rumah sebelah tu, anak Raja Bukit Chandan tu pun belum tentu nak kat kamu'. Mak aku nie,malu la aku, dah la abang Salleh ada kat luar rumah tu tengah cuci kereta Vios hijau epal dia.

Kawasan perumahan lot taman kecundang setia, tempat aku di besarkan selama 18tahun nie. Nama taman yang paling sadis pernah aku jumpa sepanjang aku hidup ni. Pelik sungguh dunia ni, tapi bila aku mula berjinak dengan dunia di hujung jari ni, aku mula memahami bahwa banyak lagi perkara yang perlu aku jelajahi untuk aku lebih mengenali erti kehidupan ni. Hidup ni bukan kerna duit, nafsu, darjat semata-mata, tetapi kita seindah-indah manusia harus bijak mewarnai ia dengan seribu satu warna pelangi.

Awal tahun hadapan aku akan berhijrah ke negara asing, abah cakap ' biarlah jauh, jarak tu tak dapat di nilai dengan ilmu yang bakal kamu dapat di sana. Abah yakin kamu mampu menjaga nama, maruah dan setiap didikan akhlak yang ibu dan abah dah curahkan pada kamu. Jika betul niat kamu, nescaya selamat kamu pergi, segunung kejayaan kamu bawa pulang kepada kami di sini' Sedey dude. Mak abah, izza akan tunaikan impian abah itu. Teriam kasih untuk segala perhatian dari kalian berdua selama membesarkan anakanda mu yang degil ini.

'Ya ALLAH, berikanlah keampunan-MU padaku serta kedua orang tuaku dan orang-orang yang beriman kepada-MU, moga ENGKAU jauhkanlah mereka dari seksaan azab neraka jahanam-MU, sesungguhnya sayangnya aku, kasihnya aku pada mereka tidak lebih daripada cintanya aku kepada ENGKAU, amin..'

tanzzion!

i have new story to share wif you guys out there who have a time to read my blog. It is maybe kind of boring but i love the story goes. And i am sorry if my english is fucking bad ya.. hehehee...

HE is a very charming boy and handsome ofkoz. HE live in the happy family in the small town in the west of Nivada. HE move out from the town in the middle of June 2001, bekoz HE furthered HIS studies at local univercity on degree in social psychology course. HE was the top student in College of Liberal Arts. After HE graduated and get HIS Ph.D, HE worked and achieved a very good life. HE never forget HIS lovely parents and others siblings. HE love HIS two sweet sisters and HIS little brother so much. And the most important is, HE never miss ALLAH as well. Alhamdulillah, HE was rise in the correct way as the muslim, praying all days and nights, seeking blessing from ALLAH and both of HIS parents all the times.

In the end of 2008, HE transfered to HIS parents home town city and HE decided to find HIS relatives that HE never seen before and it was HIS family intend also. HE wish that one day HE will bring along HIS familys to this town and live happly together like others family around the neigbourhood. The very sweet memories that HE always missed.

Presently, HE enjoying HIS career so much and everybody love working with HIM until there is a few of HIS clique admire at HIM secretly. HE was so gorgeous and perfect chap in the woman eyes. But grivous, HIS not that type, who love to make a fun with the chicks, hanging around by wasteful his time and doing nothing. For HIM, staying at home with HIS family online in the net is much more meanful and happiers moment.

Until one night, HE had a dream, the dream that haunted HIM all the times. In the dream, HE meet one guy that HE never know who he was. The guy told HIM somethings about the life journey and pointed his finger to some lady across the mountant. Guessing, searching, wondering, and keep thinking the means behind the dream and who is that guy, did HE know him? Or that dreams just the setans tried to play fool with HIM. Question mark.....

bosan!

There is a tale i have to tell about, a man who lost his heart and gave his life as well the one his loved this way. Can he die? Event if death take him away?

Come hear this fable...

Once upon a time a man loved a beauty but his love for her he had to hide. For the lady was famed for her beauty, in the world far and wide. A tale of these two hearts alone, is the love story of my LIFE.

The man had only one dream, for the beautiful lady to be his heart's queen. Little did he know it was all in vein. What he thought was happiness, but it turned out to be pain. Why did this happen and for what in the entire tale.

The story goes..
The beauty had already given her heart away. Our man unaware was still ensnared but his dreams had to shatter one day.Tale of shattered dreams and a broken heart left alone is the story of my LIFE.

There is a tale i have to tell the one who laughs the most, one day he cries as well. The beauty was madly in love. In return she was battered.

The story goes..
The man her beauty had her heart on, from inside was a con. Because she loved a rogue, she was caught in his lies, and one day he left her to die. The heartbreak of a woman who died alone, is the story of my LIFE.

Why dose a murderer not understand? it's a crime that cannot be buried in the sand. Is a stain that never will fade, but is stamped, and will remain etched forever on his hand. When beauty was slayed someone did reach there in haste. He tried to save her, but it was to late. Love had to shed tears for the loss.

The story goes..
That someone who saw the killer's face that man has comeback today. Listen to the life's pace, what it says, the felon should know now, death is dancing around him and how. This circle of life, death and karma well known, is the story of my LIFE...