[Dail *100#] Hmm, okay kredit cukup kot ni. Harap – harap lah cukup. [tekan contacts] [<3 DianaGhazali] [lambang telefon hijau ditekan]
“Assalamualaikum, Diana?” “Waalaikumussalam, Aril.” “Busy?” “Eh taklah, I was just thinking about you, I mean, baru lepas kemas buku.”
“Kemas buku at 1 a.m.? Are you okay Diana?” “Lah. Apa salah ke kemas buku pukul satu pagi?” “Tak salah, cuma pelik.” - senyum serentak.
“So kenapa call? Tak tidur lagi?” “Kalau I dah tidur takdelah I call you, sayang, I mean, Diana.” “Harharhar. Nak apa ni?” “I nak you?”
“HA-HA. Very funny, Aril. Funny & geli, ya know?” "DKDC.” "Ha?" “Don’t know, don’t care.” “Blergh.” “I like your blergh, sekali lagi?”
“What do you want, Aril? You buang masa I, okay.” "Chill girl, chill~ Why so serious? Esok kan Valentine’s Day. Hari ber-lovey dovey.”
“Blergh. It’s not my type of day, Aril. Not yours, too. Kapir tu semua, paham?” “Roger that, Na. But what if it’s someone’s birthday?”
“Birthday? On Valentine’s Day? Siapa?” “Mama.” “You mean, your late beloved Mama?” “Yup.” “Kenapa tak bagitahu I?” “Dah you tak tanya.”
“So Diana, are you free tomorrow?” “Hm, free. Kenapa eh Aril?” “Boleh you temankan I ziarah pusara Mama?”-diam. Mata Diana mula panas.
“Mama. Aril ada bawak kawan ni, Diana nama dia.” Senyum. Mata terpaku pada 'batu'. “Ma, cantik Diana ni, Ma. Wish you could meet her.”
Selesai membaca Yassin bersama, mereka leka 'melihat' ‘Mama’. Salut Diana kepada Aril ketika itu amat tinggi. Tinggi lagi dari langit.
Selesai . Al-Fatihah buat arwah bonda/ayahanda atau sesiapa yang terlintas di minda kalian. Rindu, kan? Dengan izinNya, bisa jumpa.
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