Friday, August 30, 2013

Mengimbau memori

Ktak...tak...tak...

Kedengaran bunyi tapak kaki melangkah laju...

"How's the patient?still unconcious?"

Pandangannya ditumpukan ke arah nurse yang sedang bertugas

"Aah doktor hamzah...but we have to wait  for awhile, vital x stabil lagi."

Dia mengangguk, kemudian terus berlalu menuju ke bangku yang disediakan. Leher yang sengal diurut perlahan-lahan sambil fikirannya menerawang entah ke mana.

Hamzah merupakan pegawai perubatan yang baru sahaja berkhidmat di hospital tanjung karang.
Baru pulang ke Malaysia setelah beberapa tahun berkhidmat dengan kerajaan mesir ketika zaman revolusi kebangkitan rakyat mesir.

Masih terbayang di fikirannya keadaan mesir ketika itu, perhimpunan aman jutaan rakyat mesir menyatakan rasa tidak setuju dengan penggulingan tentera terhadap pemerintahan sedia ada bertukar menjadi peristiwa berdarah .

"Doktor, shall we?"

Lamunan terhenti, kelihatan dr. Mastura berdiri di hadapannya.

"Sorry, i terleka"

Mastura tidak mempedulikan jawapan hamzah, langkahannya yang terhenti sebentar tadi diteruskan.

hamzah yang masih terpinga-pinga bingkas bangun dari bangku tersebut dan terus berlari untuk mengejar mastura.

"Dr.hamzah u tahukan?...after the baby out, it'll be taking you, my group will continue with the mother and yours with the baby"

Mastura mengangkat sebelah keningnya simbolik kepada pertanyaan dilontarkan.

"Don't worry, i'll do as what we discuss....insyallah....with Allah will, everything is going to be alrite"

Hamzah tersenyum, mungkin sudah biasa menerima ekspresi sebegitu dari doktor yang lebih senior darinya.

Pembedahan dimulakan seperti dirancang dan berakhir dengan kedua ibu dan anak selamat.

Hamzah mengucap kesyukuran di atas kejayaan pembedahan yang dilakukan.

Selesai sahaja segala urusan, dewan bedah ditinggalkan, sudah tiba masa untuknya menunaikan solat asar dan zohor.

Usai solat, hamzah mengambil masa sebentar membaca beberapa mesej yang tidak sempat dibaca

                           "Jemputan ke majlis walimah fatimah dan fikri pada 24 sept 2018"

Berkerut dahi hamzah memikirkan siapa gerangan pengantin ini. Tangannya pantas membalas mesej

"Rul, yang mana ni....aku tak pasti kawan kita yang laki ke pempuan"

Beberapa saat kemudian mesej yang dihantar sudah dibalas kembali

"Pempuan...fatimah"



















Monday, August 12, 2013

My shadow life


Lately macam dah tade tujuan da idup....

Macam-macam dah berlaku.....

Aku cuma nak hidup

Tapi apa yang dapat dilihat sekarang ni

Aku umpama zombie


Life is like triumph

Life is about randomness

Be a living things is about chasing the dream

Life at dunya is for awhile

It is a port before we continue to sail to the hereafter

Jom berubah

Friday, August 2, 2013

Ship story

Firhan sketching something on the paper

He really in vain

He don't know what to do

Somehow his father try to correct him as much as he can

Firhan try to change,

But he doesn't know why it is still at the same level

Might be he never change at all

So he sketched a lot

He barely speak

Mommy call him as a wall,

Sturdy yet do not talk as well.

Firhan feel like he really need to be a better person

And at the same time he feel like he fail to do so

He stop sketching suddenly

He took out a knife

And stab his palm several time

Then he close his eyes let it bleed heavily....

Life is much like a ship

Every ship want to reach its destination safely

The difference between them is only one that is load

There's a ship that carry least load and of course it can sail really fast compared to the ship that carry more heavy load..

Whatever it is both ship will arrive its own destination

It just a matter of time that will distingush them.