Kenapalah bayar bil lebih?

Hari ini untuk kali pertamanya saya pergi bayar bil sebab bapak suruh. Dia kata dia tak sempat nak pergi. Seronok jugak naik motor keluar jalan – jalan pagi pagi ni. Orang lain kan sibuk pergi kerja, jadi jalan taklah sibuk sangat.

Dah ambil nombor tu tunggu la sampai giliran saya. Duduk depan cashier tu, dia pun kata “RM57.60 cik”. Atirah bilang dan hulur duit kat dia. Dia cakap “lima puluh tujuh ringgit enam puluh sen”, saya hanya angguk. Lepas tu dia hulur balik RM11. Rupa – rupanya, tadi saya hulur kat dia RM71.

Saya sungguh malu, rasa sangat pekak dan bodoh kat situ. Kenapa bagi RM71? Saya rasa saya nampak macam RM70.60 dalam surat bil tu. Saya nak senangkan kerja dia, tapi terlebih bagi duit pula. Sebenarnya, saya dah lama tinggalkan matematik. Mungkin saya salah kira. Otak dah tak cekap mengira. Belajar bahasa mana ada subjek matematik. Lagipun, Atirah tak suka nombor.

Lagi satu, saya hairan bila tengok pak guard kat situ duduk senget letak tangan dalam laci. Saya usyar lagi. Ingatkan dia tengah bermesej, rupanya tengah selak – selak Al- quran. Dia tengah baca kot. Pak guard tu nampak muda, umur dalam 25 macam tulah. Bagus kan dia? Saya kagum dan saya puji orang macam tu.

Memang la dia baca sembunyi – sembunyi. Kalau baca terang – terangan nanti orang kata dia nak tunjuk alim pula, mungkin juga orang akan kata dia tak sungguh – sungguh bekerja. Kalau keadaan kat situ terkawal dia bebas la nak buat apa pun. Lagipun dia bukan tinggalkan tempat tu dan pergi tempat lain. Dia tak buang masa dengan duduk saja. Dia kumpul pahala tu. Dia mahu sentiasa diberkati. Got to live like there’s no tomorrow man!

OK, apa yang saya belajar hari ni adalah, jangan anggap kita sentiasa akan nampak sempurna bila di depan orang dan kalau boleh sentiasa cuba dekatkan diri dengan Tuhan walau kat mana pun kita berada. Tuju pada diri, tuju pada semua, assalamualaikum!

Denyutan

OK lama juga tak buka blog kan? Memang sangat leka dengan PS dan The Sims. Idea pun tak berapa ada.

Kali ni teringin pulak nak cerita pasal denyutan. Kenapa nak cerita? Sebab saya selalu sangat rasa denyut tu. Pernah tak alami denyutan kat kelopak mata secara tiba - tiba? Kat peha ke? Kat lengan atau, kaki ke? Atirah selalu rasa kebelakangan ni.

Saya tak mahir dan tak tahu nak cerita macam mana. Saya sendiri pun tak tahu kenapa benda ni berlaku scientifically pada sesetengah manusia. Kenapa berdenyut? Kenapa tetiba saja dan kenapa hanya kadang – kadang?

Dulu, waktu saya tingkatan dua tiga ke, saya pernah dapat satu artikel layang kat sekolah. Alaa dulu kan orang suka sebar cerita mengarut melalui artikel layang macam tu? Katanya, kalau tak potostat dan sebar akan ditimpa bala lah dalam tiga hari, tuhan murka la macam – macam.

Atirah pernah terima artikel layang yang bercerita tentang denyutan ni. Dengan apa yang saya faham pada umur tu, artikel tu kata, denyutan ini bermaksud kematian semakin hampir dengan kita. Setiap denyut tu ada maksud. Denyut berapa kali, denyut kat kawasan mana. Semua dia cerita..

Contoh: Denyut empat kali di peha kiri bermaksud; akan meninggal dunia dalam 4 minggu (ini contoh saja)

Wallahualam. Bila kita baca artikel tu, rasa macam tak berapa mengarut, tone-nya memang serius. Sampai pesan kat semua pembaca supaya bersiap sedia dengan ukuran keranda segala. Dasyat wo. Atirah ada juga baca artikel - artikel lain tentang denyutan ni kat internet. Macam – macam versi lah. Salah satunya yang ni.

Ada faedah (kot) juga ambil tahu benda macam ni. Tapi tak tahu lah nak percaya ke tak. Masing – masing nilai sendiri lah. Kalau ada pendapat, kongsi la dengan saya. Kalau saya tulis salah, tegur terus. Saya akan cuba terima. OK. Nanti kalau rajin saya cerita lagi. Assalamualaikum, jaga diri =)

We found this

So here’s the story. One raining day my dad was driving the car after fetching my brother from school. My dad saw something yellowish moving on the road. To his surprise, it was a crawling turtle. They pulled the car over and my brother hopped out to pick the turtle up.

My mum was there too. She said we should take the turtle to the river nearby and let it go free. But that was just the plan. My dad and my brother were so thrilled. They took the turtle home. To pet of course.

The turtle is yellowish and almost white in colour. We decided to call it Bino since then. My dad thought it is an albino one, I said it’s not. I can guess that turtle is a male turtle. Because it has a longer nails. I’m not sure about that actually. But my heart says it is male.

I think Bino belongs to somebody. Maybe he ran away or maybe he was so excited to play with the rain. Then he got lost in the way back home. And we found him on the road. The owner can claim him whenever they want. We'll keep him safe. One resident here encouraged us to take him. He said, Bino might get crashed by car if we don’t take him. We agreed.

We gave him temporary place to live. He share the place with Laura. He is way larger than Laura, our very own turtle. Laura is not female, and Bino is not gay either. Now I’m certain Bino is male because he don’t look like he’s attracted to Laura (^_^)

No can do

Aunt came to visit today
Visiting her father
Her family came along
They were all together
Sit eat talk together
The father missed this moment
He asked about others
We could not satisfy him
He wanted to take a picture
With all of us in it
The families and the grandchildren
He wants it to be seen everyday
They tried to make him understand
They said it is not easy
Maybe the other will not want to
He is cleared and looked down
God have mercy on his rough days
He remembers all his grandchildren
But some did not care at all
Some of them forgot him
‘Lost contact’ is their reason
Wonder why their created that
Their documents arrived here
It is done and signed clean
We are fine, hope you will cheer
Enough said.

 

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