It's thrilling. Just sitting beside her. I can hear her sweet blood gushing in her veins. See her reddish warm skin, so bright and her tiny lips moving, telling me a story. It's entertaining, very much.
"Wish we could stay like this together, forever. Listening to your stories." I touch her hand and hold it tight to my chest and she smiles. Seldom you get a more honest smile.
"This is so strange. Feel so close but threatening." She lays her head on my right shoulder and continues,"I feel like giving up to you everything that I have."
"It's okay. You're the one who taught me to be patient. I can wait as long as you want to wait." I hug her closer. It's so quiet that my heart says it can hear her heartbeats. Every beats are so close to me that it's triggering me to lose my sense. The air is quite cold as me but her body's temperature is soothing. Without realizing I'm pressing hard to her body.
"You don't look that patient. Am I so tempting to you?" She notices and giggles while she lets her hair tickles my neck. If only she knows I never let the other species to decide but she's the only one.
"It's been quite sometime since I asked you to wait. By waiting, you showed me that you really care. I can't wait no longer myself. This feeling of closeness..." Her voice struggles to continue. I can sense a vibration of ecstasy in her last word.
"It's so romantic. I've never dreamt of having such feeling with a man." She releases a small breath and continue while her hand is holding me ever tightly, not letting go. I kept quiet. Just enjoying the aroma of being alone with her. So sudden she gaze up with her shiny hazel eyes looking straight into me. An attempt to understand what's inside, I guess.
"I can't get you figured out. No matter how long I've tried. Your calm makes me vulnerable." She buries her head onto my shoulder again. I know she's now so weak to resist.
"I'm all yours baby as how you've been all mine." I said softly. More like whispering.
"Come. I'll let you do this cause I know I can't resist no more." She straighten her hair to her right shoulder and shove her neck to me. It's like the best scene I've ever been in. This is so worth the long wait.
And it happens. So quickly it ends. Yet the short moment of ecstasy is equal to all I've ever been through. So sweet is her blood, and her submission. After all, it is I, who first submitted my sense to her cause she's worth all the decisions.
Don't just seek information, seek knowledge. Don't just seek knowledge, seek education. Don't just seek education, seek liberation.
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Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Manusia dan bunga
Batuk atuk semakin kuat. Parah. Tak tau apa dia nak buatkan. Puas sudah diajak atuk untuk kerumah sakit, Doktor Halim pun sudah berapa kali berpesan. Agar terus dibawa kerumah sakit, baru mudah menjaga atuk. Tapi biasalah, orang tua mana yang aman bila mau dimasukkan ke rumah sakit.
"Kau jangan bimbang, selagi aku hidup, aku hidup. Kalau jumpa doktor, nak mati, mati." Atuk batuk lagi. Tangannya mengurut-urut dada atuk.
"Tapi atuk, masuk rumah sakit boleh berubat. Ikhtiar. Kemudian tawakkal."
"Sekarang kau jaga aku pun ikhtiar. Cukuplah, tak usah dicakap lagi. Hulurkan air suam kemari."
Zaim menghulurkan air yang dijerang tadi. Sayang pada atuk usah disebut. Bukan seperti ayat-ayat cinta pasangan kekasih. Sayang pada atuk usah disebut, hati sama hati masing-masing tahu. Biar yang berderai bukan air dimata, tetapi air dihati yang lebih bermakna. Sayang pada atuk, ah! Kerana atuklah dia menjadi zaim sekarang ini.
"Bunga hitam, bunga putih,
Bunga mekar lalu gugur,
Bunga hitam bunga putih,
Bunga mekar bunga baru.
Cuma kita manusia, bukannya bunga. Kau ingat tu."
Nafas atuk tersekat-sekat melafazkan bibit-bibit itu. Berkali-kali didengarinya. Mulanya tak diambil peduli, tetapi teringat waktu kecil disaat opahnya sakit. Tatkala itu umurnya baru setahun jagung, masih tak memahami bezanya warna kulit. Tapi selalu atuknya melafazkan bibit-bibit itu berulangkali. Kini bila sakit atuk makin parah, kedengaran bibit pantun itu lagi.
Tapi semua itu disaat nafas atuk masih ada, dada atuk masih turun dan naik. Sekarang bulan sudah puas berganti bulan. Jejak kaki zaim dikubur opah. Dibacakan ayat-ayat cinta untuk opah, dengan harapan cintanya kesampaian keopah dan opah terus dicintai lagi oleh yang menciptakan cinta. Mata menoleh kekubur atuk. bersemadi atuk disebelah opah. Apa ini yang ramai pasangan manusia bercinta maukan? Mati bersama kubur bersebelahan. Jika benar, apa maknanya? Tiada siapa yang hidup dapat memberi jawapan. Lantas ayat-ayat cinta untuk atuknya dilafazkan satu-persatu. Tertib. Dengan harap sampainya cinta dia keatuk dan atuk terus dicintai lagi oleh yang menciptakan cinta.
"Bunga hitam bunga putih,
Bunga mekar lalu gugur,
Bunga hitam bunga putih,
Bunga mekar bunga baru."
Air mata menitik perlahan. Air jiwa usah dikata. Disebalik zikir-zikir cinta untuk atuk, baru dia sedar dalam ertinya bibit-bibit yang atuk sering lafazkan. Mengangguk kepala zaim, iya tuk, kita bukan bunga kita manusia. Tangan menggenggam, pasti azam barunya untuk menjadi bunga baru semekar atuk tatkala masih hidup.
Selamat
"Kau jangan bimbang, selagi aku hidup, aku hidup. Kalau jumpa doktor, nak mati, mati." Atuk batuk lagi. Tangannya mengurut-urut dada atuk.
"Tapi atuk, masuk rumah sakit boleh berubat. Ikhtiar. Kemudian tawakkal."
"Sekarang kau jaga aku pun ikhtiar. Cukuplah, tak usah dicakap lagi. Hulurkan air suam kemari."
Zaim menghulurkan air yang dijerang tadi. Sayang pada atuk usah disebut. Bukan seperti ayat-ayat cinta pasangan kekasih. Sayang pada atuk usah disebut, hati sama hati masing-masing tahu. Biar yang berderai bukan air dimata, tetapi air dihati yang lebih bermakna. Sayang pada atuk, ah! Kerana atuklah dia menjadi zaim sekarang ini.
"Bunga hitam, bunga putih,
Bunga mekar lalu gugur,
Bunga hitam bunga putih,
Bunga mekar bunga baru.
Cuma kita manusia, bukannya bunga. Kau ingat tu."
Nafas atuk tersekat-sekat melafazkan bibit-bibit itu. Berkali-kali didengarinya. Mulanya tak diambil peduli, tetapi teringat waktu kecil disaat opahnya sakit. Tatkala itu umurnya baru setahun jagung, masih tak memahami bezanya warna kulit. Tapi selalu atuknya melafazkan bibit-bibit itu berulangkali. Kini bila sakit atuk makin parah, kedengaran bibit pantun itu lagi.
Tapi semua itu disaat nafas atuk masih ada, dada atuk masih turun dan naik. Sekarang bulan sudah puas berganti bulan. Jejak kaki zaim dikubur opah. Dibacakan ayat-ayat cinta untuk opah, dengan harapan cintanya kesampaian keopah dan opah terus dicintai lagi oleh yang menciptakan cinta. Mata menoleh kekubur atuk. bersemadi atuk disebelah opah. Apa ini yang ramai pasangan manusia bercinta maukan? Mati bersama kubur bersebelahan. Jika benar, apa maknanya? Tiada siapa yang hidup dapat memberi jawapan. Lantas ayat-ayat cinta untuk atuknya dilafazkan satu-persatu. Tertib. Dengan harap sampainya cinta dia keatuk dan atuk terus dicintai lagi oleh yang menciptakan cinta.
"Bunga hitam bunga putih,
Bunga mekar lalu gugur,
Bunga hitam bunga putih,
Bunga mekar bunga baru."
Air mata menitik perlahan. Air jiwa usah dikata. Disebalik zikir-zikir cinta untuk atuk, baru dia sedar dalam ertinya bibit-bibit yang atuk sering lafazkan. Mengangguk kepala zaim, iya tuk, kita bukan bunga kita manusia. Tangan menggenggam, pasti azam barunya untuk menjadi bunga baru semekar atuk tatkala masih hidup.
Selamat
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Kisah Elfi.
Derap tapak kaki Elfi memecah keheningan malam. Selow-selow dia menapak. Salehudin, Jebat dan Chong tangkas mengikut di belakang. "Mau pigi mana?" Chong bertanya sambil membetul-betul spek. Dia makin tak nampak sejak baru-baru ni. Mungkin kadar silau di spek dia semakin bertambah. Terutama sejak mula belajar mengintai Anisa, anak Pak Husin si warden tempohari. Semuanya Elfi yang ajar.
"Ala, kau diam-diam ikut la Chong. Korang kata panaskan? Meh ikut aku. Aku ada port baekk punya." Elfi berkata tanpa menoleh kebelakang. Hujung mata dia sekali-sekala melirik ke kiri dan kanan, cover line.
"Kau perati belakang Bat, takut-takut tak pasal Pak Husin ada pulak macam hari tu. Sepoil planning." Suara Elfi agak keras memberi amaran, Jebat sekadar mengangguk dan berdehem tanda setuju.
Diorang jalan ramai-ramai melepasi kantin. "Aku bau kari la. Korang bau tak?" Hidung Salehud terjengket-jengket menghidu. Hampir-hampir menyerupai seekor Rottwailer lagaknya.
"A'ah la. Ni kari tadi ni. Kari ayam tadi ni. Apa kata kita pekena dulu?" Jebat berhenti dan cuba memberi cadangan. Sambil mata dia menjeling ke arah Elfi menunggu respon. Elfi toleh dan menjeling Jebat. tajam selama 5 saat. Cukup lama untuk memahamkan Jebat supaya berdiam diri. Semua senyap. Malam kembali hening.
"Dah la. Jom, kita gerak. Lambat jap lagi si Lingam turun ronda pulak." Kata-kata Elfi menyeabkan mereka kembali bergerak laju. Tak mahu mereka kalau Lingam turun ronda. Sia-sia kantoi kena tangkap dengan jaga yang kuat mengadu dekat Pak Husin tu. Serta-merta Salehud memegang daging punggung dia belah hujung dekat buah pinggang kanan dan teringat kes kena sebat dengan Pak Husin. Semuanya sebab Lingam mengadu yang dia nampak Salehud bersidai di koridor waktu semua orang lain turun sembahyang Isya'. Tak paham Kasim kenapa Lingam yang beragama Hindu itu kental mahu mencari budak-budak yang tak turun sembahyang kat surau.
"Okeh. Dah tiba." Elfi tersenyum lebar dan menunjuk pada tangga besi tinggi berwarna merah dihadapan mereka. Chong terkebil-kebil tengok.
"Nak panjat ke fi?" Salehud bertanya selenga. Tanpa menjawab, Elfi terus mula memanjat tangga itu dengan pantas dan diikuti semua yang lain. Patuh.
Sampai diatas, Elfi buka baju dan seluar lalu terjun ke dalam tangki air sekolah mereka itu. Jebat turut terjun setelah dia menolak Chong ke dalam tangki. Kasim 50-50. Rasa bersalah meliar dalam hati. Teringat mak di rumah. Namun bila tengok senyuman dan keriangan teman-teman lain yang syiok bermandi manda, kassim berfikir. Ala, mak kata suruh datang sini belajar. Tak kata tak boleh mandi tangki air. Lantas Kassim turut tersenyum dan terjun.
Seminggu kemudian, seluruh warga penduduk SBP Kerian Hulu(bukan nama sebenar) kena cirit birit dan Elfi bertanya kepada Salehud, Jebat dan Chong.
"Kau agak-agak kenapa ramai sangat cirit birit ni?"
-tamat-
*Idea asal: Authentic daripada seorang kawan.
Selamat.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Watch Over You
There was this couple. Husband and wife. They had loved each other for more than 15 years. Both were successful. Professionals in their own respective field of work. Then, an accident occured. The wife was blinded. And thus the story begin...
The husband helps to motivate the wife. each and everyday. Stand beside her, with lovely words to support her. Her husband gets up early every morning to prepare their breakfast. He feeds her. He sends her to work, then only he goes to his office. In the evening, he waited for her until late evening to fetch her back. The routine goes for one month. Until one day he got tired of it.
"From tomorrow onwards, you're gonna have to go to work on your own. by bus. I don't have the time to send and fetch you anymore." the husband said.
Shocked upon hearing this, the wife answered,"But I'm blind. How am i supposed to go on my own?"
"I'll help you for a few days. Then you'll be okay. Goodnight" The husband said and leave her for
bed.
Starting the next day, the husband helps his wife. He walks her to the bus stop. Stop the bus for her. Talk and introduce her to the kind driver. Pay the fare. Help her until she arrive at work. Then waited for her in the evening. Stop the bus and accompany her back. This goes on for a few days.
Then the husband said,"I think you should be okay now. I'm going to accompany you no more starting tomorrow."
So, there goes the journey of the blind wife to work. Each and everyday. Although it seems normal to us, it was rather difficult for a blind like her. She goes alone. Until she gets used to it. Yet, in her heart. She feels weak and sad. She was devastated to realize that her husband has changed. He had been her fair-weathered friend. Loving her only on easy times. She feels far from him when she needs him the most now.
Until one day, upon arriving at her house. She paid the fare and started walking down the bus' steps.
Then the driver said,"Thank you ma'am. And you too sir. Have a safe journey back, both of you"
She was puzzled. "Dear sir, why did you said 'both of you'? Is there anyone here too."
"Oh, your husband. Your husband was here with you. Each and everyday. Watching over you. You didn't know ma'am?"
-End-
*Why do you think, the husband did that?
(The idea was extracted from Bulan, whom read it in one of the novel from 'Chicken soup for the souls. Words are from me. Don't mind the grammar. heh)
=)
The husband helps to motivate the wife. each and everyday. Stand beside her, with lovely words to support her. Her husband gets up early every morning to prepare their breakfast. He feeds her. He sends her to work, then only he goes to his office. In the evening, he waited for her until late evening to fetch her back. The routine goes for one month. Until one day he got tired of it.
"From tomorrow onwards, you're gonna have to go to work on your own. by bus. I don't have the time to send and fetch you anymore." the husband said.
Shocked upon hearing this, the wife answered,"But I'm blind. How am i supposed to go on my own?"
"I'll help you for a few days. Then you'll be okay. Goodnight" The husband said and leave her for
bed.
Starting the next day, the husband helps his wife. He walks her to the bus stop. Stop the bus for her. Talk and introduce her to the kind driver. Pay the fare. Help her until she arrive at work. Then waited for her in the evening. Stop the bus and accompany her back. This goes on for a few days.
Then the husband said,"I think you should be okay now. I'm going to accompany you no more starting tomorrow."
So, there goes the journey of the blind wife to work. Each and everyday. Although it seems normal to us, it was rather difficult for a blind like her. She goes alone. Until she gets used to it. Yet, in her heart. She feels weak and sad. She was devastated to realize that her husband has changed. He had been her fair-weathered friend. Loving her only on easy times. She feels far from him when she needs him the most now.
Until one day, upon arriving at her house. She paid the fare and started walking down the bus' steps.
Then the driver said,"Thank you ma'am. And you too sir. Have a safe journey back, both of you"
She was puzzled. "Dear sir, why did you said 'both of you'? Is there anyone here too."
"Oh, your husband. Your husband was here with you. Each and everyday. Watching over you. You didn't know ma'am?"
-End-
*Why do you think, the husband did that?
(The idea was extracted from Bulan, whom read it in one of the novel from 'Chicken soup for the souls. Words are from me. Don't mind the grammar. heh)
=)
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