Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Kisah keledek


I'm going to interview soon...

So lets write something in english

Last week i accompanied my sister to buy food things

I really don't have idea how kupang look like

In my imagination,it is an insect that resemble grasshoper...

Seriously...i really don't know how kupang look like

So my sister drag me to some ikan2 section

And kupang is just an animal that got shell like kerang

Then when i coming home at pahang,

Abah prepared food that i hate the most

It is keledek and kacang buncis

I was forced to eat both

Abah told me

"Tau x dulu susah...smua org mkn ubi je"

I don't know if it just some word to persuade or what...

It just annoy to eat something you wont

Persoalan sekarang bukan ke orang dulu2 makan ubi kayu

And i did some research...

Keledek on the market is quite expensive...

I'm wiling to grow one rather than eating or buying

Fuhhh...why keledek....why....


Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Kita tak punya apa2


Fiqa terduduk.

"Wah sedap ke dengar ceramah free?"

Zati menegur.

Fiqah diam,fikir apa yang disampaikan sebentar tadi kepadanya barangkali.

Saban kali membuat kesalahan, membuatkan dia sendiri lemas.

Direnung jam ditangannya,betapa waktu berlalu begitu pantas.

Dementia, ya fiqah sudah disahkan menghidap dementia.

Setengah perkara amat sukar diingati kini.

Fiqah menarik nafas panjang.

Perlahan-lahan tangannya mencapai buku nota.

Dia perlu mencatat dan terus mencatat, entah sampai bila.

Tangannya menggeletar, tidak pasti apa yang ingin ditulis.

Terlupa, fiqah menarik nafas cuba mencari fokus dan akhirnya terleka dengan kelakuan zati disebelahnya.

"Eh bila masa akak bg zati hedfon tu"

Zati mengalihkan pandangan pada fiqah, pelik dengan persoalan fiqah.

"Tadi bukan akak yang suruh zati guna"

Fiqah terdiam, air mata terlerai.

"Haih aku masih ada masa...no more mistake please..aku tak punya apa2..ingatan aku juga milikNYA"

Ya fiqah mahu kembali, jauh dari membuat kesilapan yang berulang kali.



Friday, July 5, 2013

pain-killer


farah stare at the old cloth,

it belongs to her long last lover

he's dead already.

she thinks thats, time will heal everything, but it does not.

she take awhile,hold the cloth so tight, crying silently.

farah is a detective, working together in the same department with fahmi which is her superior really make her happy back then.

fahmi died on duty while protecting farah.

he got head shot and can't survive.


p/s: i listen to painkiller song by speed ft t-ara, seeya and 5 dolls...and suddenly want to write this short story...really short kan