Assalamualaikum, everybody!!
Hmmm..Ni first time aku (Syauqi) tulis kat blog P.I.R.A.T.E.S. ni. Hehe..Ma kasih kpd Dolphin kita Shahera Hana sbb bg aku dgn beberapa lagi geng2 lanun kita utk blogging kat sini.
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Aku rase x terlambat utk aku ucapkan Selamat Tahun Baru kpd sume ahli P.I.R.A.T.E.S. Smoga 2012 ni better than 2011 but worse than 2013. Hehe.. Aku sure ramai yg tgh sibuk study, exam, start sem 2. Tp mesti ada gak yg tgh cuti kan? Haha!! Untunglaaaa..Aku dgn Haikal currently kat UTMICKL. Alhamdulillah kitorg ok je kat sini..
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~*~
He
loosened his tie around his neck with one hand while the other was on
the steering wheel. He liked how he looks when he wears a tie but hates
that choking feeling he has wearing it. Since the road was a bit of a crawl, he decided to turn up the radio a bit so that the traffic won't bore him to death.
Probably some people gawking at an accident, he thought.
Static was heard
when he pressed the tune button on the radio. Then he heard some techno
song coming from it. "Why in the friggin' world do they ever put this
kind of music here? It's all beeping but no singing," he muttered under
his breathe. He never liked techno. Even during his high school
days. It's not that he hates it but it's just that to him, it's not
music unless there are words in them. He tuned and tuned and finally
found his favourite station.
"Here at AR.fm, we
got the traffic updates. Good news and bad news of course. Traffic on
the PLUS Highway is looking clear and things are looking A-ok on the
Johor causeway. To those who are going back from work, I suggest you to
NOT go on the Federal Highway as traffic is a bit heavy there. A
trailer tripped over but luckily, no casualties and only minor
injuries. Clean-up is on the works as we speak," the female voice on
the radio said chirpily. "Great. Now she tells me," he said. "That's
all for the traffic updates for now. For those who are ON the Federal
Highway, there's a band that can keep you company with their no.1 hit.
Here's We The Kings with "Every Single Dollar" on AR.fm, your "home" for
alternative rock."
Now this is more
like it. We The Kings has always been his favourite band. Besides
religion, his family and friends, music was also what helped him through
his ups and downs during the college years. And this song in
particular is what helped him swoop his wife off her feet.
"With every single dollar,
I'll be sure to buy you flowers.
Cos money ain't no problem when love is free.
Oh, I'd trade in all my years,
To spend with you a single hour.
As long as you spend it with me."
After
a day of stressful work, he really was looking forward to coming back
home. It's been 6 years already since he married the love of his life.
And the sight of his precious family is already enough to make him feel
like the richest and luckiest guy in the world. His lips broke into a
smile at the thought of his 3 year-old daughter running across the
living room to hug him when he comes home.
Today was a bit of
an important thing cos he had to do a presentation on the acoustics for
the new Istana Budaya. Apparently something went wrong a few years
back. The ceiling was made of a material that seems to keep the bad
vibrations in and the good vibrations out. It's quite a wonder that no
one noticed. That was until Pinchas Zuckerman, world-renowned
violinist, soloist and conductor, told the directors of Istana Budaya
about it. All in all, the presentation was good.
Alhamdulillah, he thought.
He just can't wait
to return home. Since it was a Thursday, he was fasting. So was his
wife. He can't wait to taste the food his wife cooks. Ayam masak merah. His favourite..
~*~
Finally arriving,
he parked his Chevy Camaro and took out the office stuff. He walked to
the front door of his house, smiling. With only his family in his mind,
he unlocked and opened the door.
"Assalamualaikum.
I'm back," he chimed in a playful tone. "Papa!" was the only thing he
could hear after locking the house door. And just in time to catch his
daughter when she jumped to him.
"Papa! Family picture!," her daughter said, handing him a crayon-drawing of their family.
"Wow!
It looks great, dear!" He meant it too. It's amazing that at her age,
she has hands and ideas like a female Picasso. And English better than
him when he was her age.
He
carried her across the living room towards the kitchen. Right in the
middle of the living room, his 6 year-old son was sitting on the sofa,
controller in hand and eyes on the T.V. The sofa was quite far from the
40" LED T.V but his eyes was mere meters away.
"Hey there,
kiddo! I think you better back it up a bit or you might be eating
carrots for the rest of your life," he joshed around, ruffling his son's
hair.
"Ok, Papa," his son said, chuckling.
He walked to the
kitchen and smelled something that made his heart pumped more blood than
physically possible. After that, his heart stopped immediately at the
sight of the gift that Allah S.W.T gave him.
Right there in the
middle of the kitchen, setting the table was his wife. Elegant,
beautiful and breath-taking as ever. It was near maghrib and
suppose to be dark but it was like the whole kitchen and house was lit
with a million lights. She was radiant and dazzling, just like the
first time they met. Since he had a meeting and was coming home late,
she went back early with her friend who dropped her at the house. Lucky
for her, the friend was also coming home early to cook dinner for HER
husband.
Silently, he
placed his daughter on the floor and whispered, "Go play with your
brother, ok?" She nodded. He walked towards his wife from behind and
said slowly at her ear with a smile, "Assalamualaikum, lovely." She turned slowly at the sound of the velvet voice.
"Waalaikumussalam, dear," was the response as she held out her hand to salam her husband. He kissed her forehead lovingly and turned to the dining table.
"You really outdone yourself this time, sayang. Pot of rice, fresh dates, tea, bandung cincau, ikan masin. Tapi you tak rasa like there's something missing ke?"
"If you mean that, then no, I don't think anything's missing," she said pointing at his favourite home-cooked food.
He looked at the red-sauced fried chicken like it was the mother-load of food. He smiled from ear to ear. Literally..
"You know me too well la tau tak?" he said, playfully tapping her nose.
"I married you, kan? My business la to know you and of course ONLY you," she responded, smiling that smile that her husband's knees weak.
They looked at
their kids in the living room. Their son was teaching her sister how to
play a game on the gaming console he bought for him. Back then it was
just PS and Xbox. Now, the brands and companies are harder to
pronounce. They just looked at their kids laughing. It's like having
re-runs of your favourite happy ending of a movie; always making you
smile. A gift from Allah S.W.T and result of their marriage. A
blessing like no other.
~*~
He checked his Rolex and right on cue, Azan was being sounded.
"Abang, tutup the game and bring your sister here and makan.
Wash your hands," her voice trailed to the living room. She washed her
hands and her husband did the same. Everybody was at the table and the
head of the household recited the prayer to break his and her wife's
fast and to eat. "You never seem to amaze me, you know? Manis air tgn wife I ni," he sounded, winking at his wife. If you could put a ripe tomato at her cheeks, they were exactly the same colour.
Soon after that, they did the maghrib
prayers together in the master bedroom. To him and his wife, there's
nothing more important than teaching your children the basics of Islam.
You gotta start somewhere right? Yes, he realized that even though he
was a little over 30, he knew that this life was short. The Almighty
can take everything from him and his family. The roof on their heads,
food on their plates and to him, the love of his life. Those who repent
are good. Those who repent at an early age are even better.
~*~
Even though it was Thursday night and the next day was a school day and work day, it was always movie night. "Which one yang kita nak tengok:
Animated or action?" he asked his kids. "Action!" said the son.
"Animated!" said the daughter. They glared at each other like they
were sworn enemies. He could just smile and look at his wife who was
giggling. "Hmmm..Susah ni. How about we make it an "ANIMACTION" story?," he said, putting intrigue into his kids' heads. "Yeah!" his kids cheered.
They watched an
old movie. "Toy Story". It wasn't really an action movie but hey, it's
pretty close. After the movie, they went to the master bedroom again
for the Isya' prayers. "Adik..Abang..It's 11 already. You better go to bed. Especially you, abang. Nanti you'll be late for school," she said leaving their rooms. "Brush your teeth, you guys!"
"Ok, Mama!" they said in unison.
~*~
When
she walked to the living room, he caught his husband smiling to
himself. I wonder what he's grinning about, she thought. She walked
and wrapped her arms around her husband from behind. He placed his
hands on hers, smiling even wider. "What are you smiling about ni?" she asked, nuzzling his shoulder blade. "Nothing la. I'm just lucky. That's all," he said, fiddling with her fingers.
"Mmm..you're not the only one, sayang," she said.
Besides
the sound of the aquarium filter and the fan, there was nothing but
silence as they enjoyed each others company. The night was perfect.
Quiet and mildly-dark thanks to the dimmed lights. He turned and held
her hands, soft and silky as ever. The gazed into each others eyes. He
only saw his hopes and dreams swirled in those hazel eyes. Most of
which had already came true but one was in the making. To grow old
together. Their hearts were beating as one........
~*~
I praise Allah for sending me you, my love
You found me home and sail with me
And I'm here with you
Now let me let you know
You've opened my heart
I was always thinking that love was wrong
But everything was changed when you came along
Ohhhh..And there's a couple of words I wanna say
For the rest of my life
I'll be with you
I'll stand by your side
Honest and true
Till the end of my time
I'll be loving you, loving you
For the rest of my life
Through days and nights
I thank Allah
For open my eyes
Now and forever, I
I'll be there for you
I know it deep in my heart
Now that you're here
In front of me, I strongly feel love
And I have no doubt
And I'm singing loud
That I will love you eternally
For the rest of my life
I'll be with you
I'll stand by your side
Honest and true
Till the end of my time
I'll be loving you, loving you
For the rest of my life
Through days and nights
I thank Allah
For open my eyes
Now and forever, I
I'll be there for you
I know it deep in my heart
~*~
They
looked at each other still. A tear escaped down her cheek. He put his
hands on her cheeks and wiped the tear with his thumb. She smiled and
it was replied with a smile from him. He kissed her forehead and gazed
into the swirling vortex of love in her eyes. He wrapped an arm around
her waist and gently pulled her head to his chest. She was listening to
his heartbeat. No words were needed at this point. It said it all..
I love you, sayang. Forever and always....
~*~
That's
it. Sori kalo x best sgt. Dh kata dh. Aku x reti sgt buat cerita. Haha!! Harap2 korg suka :-)
Sekian sahaja drpd aku.
Wassalam.
P/S: Terima kasih kpd diorg yg tolong aku sama ada secara langsung atau x... XD
