Alangkah indah temasya di malam itu
Dua insan karam di lautan madu
Menanam dendam berahi satu persatu
Berkucup angan di bibir merayu-rayu
-Inai di Jari by S. Jibeng
Tonight. Friday night. For some reason, staying back in the office on Thursday is not an option. Everyone will go home early and I'll be alone. Even the security guard goes for long break. Huhuuu...I'm doing yearly report to check out some trend. Can I say that going home early on Friday night is a routine as well?
Whenever we get into conversation on Thursday, people will start talking about, "Malam nieh malam Jumaat weehhhh...."
And it's not about the main character in Jangan Pandang Belakang. That woman is scary - her long hair does not show any hint of Sunsilk or Head and Shoulders. The women they are talking about are of course, the ones who await for them at home. Though the joke makes me blush, I like to see the tender eyes of the husbands in front of me:)
That particular topic - even though I'm not married, is like a norm. Sometimes, I hate it. But since I'm hearing that regularly, it's becoming an uncomfortable norm for me. I mean, I can't get angry or change the fact that people get married and I'm not, right? So, I'm trying very hard to be adaptable to all situation.
However, there is one thing I can't tolerate...
I was chatting with my roommate, Wa on a Friday night. We were talking about our lives - mostly about my scandals (as at that time I was still considering a steady boyfriend). The burgers we bought were too fulfilling until we couldn't sleep.
"Sha, hang pernah imagine kalau 5 tahun dari sekarang hang dah jadi bini orang...?" Wa asked me.
"Aku takleh imagine aku kahwin, Wa...nak kerja, nak beli kereta...beli rumah...boleh ke?" I asked doubtedly.
"Boleh...boleh punya..." she answered confidently.
"Wa...aku takleh imagine nak tidur sekatil dengan orang lain! Huuuu...topik kahwin nieh berat la...."
"Sampai masa nanti hang kena pikiaq jugak.. Nieh, yang hang tidoq sekatil dengan aku nieh?" she teased me.
"Kau lain. Kalau aku belai-belai kau pun tak jadi apa!" and we laughed. We continued with some girly pillow talk (this is our secret, I can't tell you folks!)
Froze. Our house was a cheap terrace house where we had to speak slowly in order for us to avoid the neighbours from hearing. Wa's round eyes were staring at me incredulously. My shoulders shook with mirth.
I covered my face with my pillow. Wa's face was red with laughter. And embarassment.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!" the voice was getting louder.
And I whispered to Wa, "Waaaa...aku kumpul duit dulu. Nanti takkan aku nak jadi macam tu? Malu laaaa...." and Wa nodded her head.
The next day, we saw our neighbour, the second wife of a taxi driver, held her husband's hands before he went for work. We tried to not look at them.
"Terima kasih ye, bang..." the wife said shyly.
"Terima kasih, sayang..." the husband said that and I dashed into the house. The hairs at the back of my neck were rising like an army! I was shy!!!
My brother came back from Shah Alam for raya. He just moved house. The renting cost was too high so he decided to stay in a flat. I asked him about the new place and he said...
"Semua okay. Makan okay. Tapi...neighbour problem sikit..." he said.
"Tiap-tiap malam Jumaat tak boleh tidur. Agaknya gagah sangat suami orang tu. Kitorang ni kena tidur depan ramai-ramai. Tak sanggup!" he grumbled.
"Abaaaangg...lagi bang...lagi bang...itu bini dia. Yang laki dia pulak, sayang...jilat lagi...aaahhh...ahhh....huuii...malu betul," his immitation made me blush. Stupid. Absurd.
"Sampai kitorang buat mesyuarat dalam rumah nak tanya siapa tengok CD blue kuat-kuat. Tak ada siapa mengaku. Tengah-tengah mesyuarat, kitorang dengar bunyi tu. Apa laaaagiiii...."
"Korang buat apa?"
"Sound pakcik tu."
"Sound gurau-gurau...tanya dia best sangat ke malam tadi sampai kitorang tak boleh tidur," he continued.
"So? Berani ye korang?"
"Malam Jumaat seterusnya tak taulah macam mana. Makcik tu period kot. Takde bunyi. Hehe...." my other brothers were laughing.
And I...continued blushing.
The feeling was like looking at a naked statue - with great proportions on that particular body part.