《Koleksi Seram》Asrama
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Kalau dah sebut asrama, mustahil tidak akan berlaku yang berkait dengan makhluk halus.
Selepas beberapa bulan ditinggalkan pasti akan dihuni oleh mereka. Setahu aku, bila rumah atau sekolah yang berkaitan dengan bengunan. Bila ditinggalkan lebih daripada tiga bulan, pasti akan dihuni oleh makhluk halus. Sebab itulah, jika hendak meninggalkan rumah lebih daripada lima hari. Letak kuali atas dapur, dalam tu letak asam yang kebiasaannya orang nak kukus ikan. Entah apa menatang tu orang panggil, serius aku tak tahu tapi nama dia asam-asam gitu. Bila kau buat camtu, makhluk tu ingat ada orang lah kat rumah. Aku tak tahu betul ke idok, sebab ni idea kawan aku. Aku juga musykil, antara aku ni bengap ataupun bodoh sebab percaya dekat benda ni. Tapi, aku ia kan jelah. Kalau salah, sorry. Saka aku terkeluar sikit. Hehehe
Balik kepada tajuk tadi. Asrama? Ya, ini kisah aku dekat asrama. First day aku masuk asrama, tingkatan satu. Sekolah aku ada dua sesi, petang dan pagi. Sesi petang, tingkatan satu dan dua. Manakala, sesi pagi tingkatan tiga, empat, lima dan enam. Setiap tingkatan ada sembilan. Banyak kan? ya sangat banyak. Bila dicampurkan semua, nak duduk dalam dewan pun sempit dan sendat. Tiba-tiba rindu pula nak sekolah. Shit!
Aku duduk asrama, sebab tiada orang nak hantar aku ke sekolah. So, aku duduklah asrama. Yes, mula-mula rasa janggal sikit. Aku ada geng, termasuk aku jadi empat orang. Seorang lagi dari Pulau Redang, Aisyah namanya. Aku ingat dia senior aku. Last-last, sama umur weh! kulit dia sawo matang tu yang menampakkan lagi kematuredtan dia.
Chop! pasal asrama kan? Sorry, aku eksaited sangat nak cerita pasal ni sebab benda ni berlaku dekat aku sendiri. Ah, babi!
Malam yang membosankan, hari minggu dan minggu tu tidak balik. Jadi, stay kat asrama je lah. Bilik aku ada lapan katil, jadi mesti ada lapan orang sebilik. Katil sorang-sorang, bukan doubledacker. Bilik air, merangkak pun dah sampai. Dekat je dan siapa duduk dekat dengan tandas pasti kena tutup pintu sebelum tidur. Jadi security tandas lah kononnya.
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Asrama aku boleh bebas, nak berbogel pun boleh sebab dia bulatan dan dekat tengah tu tempat ampaian. Blok A menghadap Blok B, bila lihat daripada atas ianya berbentuk segi empat tepat. Kadang-kadang aku main badminton ditengah tu. Blok B ni belakangnya ada hutan, dan blok A menghadap dengan asrama lelaki. Jauh, jadi lek ah nak freehair. Bukan nampak pun!
Macam biasa, kalau bosan mesti kacau orang. Aku pun duduk atas katil Aisyah, dia sibuk baca novel. Dia bangun, dan dia duduk belakang aku perhatikan karenah kawan di dalam bilikku. Ada yang makan meggi, sibuk berulang-alik ke tandas mungkin basuh baju, menyanyi, gosip dan buat tahi mata. Aku duduk menghadap ke arah dia orang dan Aisyah duduk belakang aku. Ditepi tandas, ada tingkap. Aku tak tahu kenapa tingkap tu tak tutup. Maksud aku, langsir tak tutup. Tingkap kena tutup awal-awal nanti syaitan masuk. Lama juga aku tenung tingkap tu. Tiba-tiba, lembaga hitam lalu dan bentuknya macam persis orang minyak sebab badan dia hitam. Berkepala licin dan aku tersentak. Yelah, kali pertama tengok weh! sorry, jakun. Hahahaha!
Tangan aku punyalah tak duduk diam, aku tunding jari ke arah tingkap tu. Macam eksaited sangat nampak makhluk tu! sumpah bodoh!
Aku tepuk peha Aisyah sambil tunjuk.
"Jangan tegur" kata Aisyah perlahan.
Aku lupa! kalau nampak benda tu sepatutnya senyap. Bukannya tegur, kalau tak dia akan kacau woi...
Aisyah memang nampak, sebab kami pandang tingkap tu sama-sama. Cuma, Aisyah diam dan aku pula over.
Kalau nak tahu, bilik kami tingkat yang kedua dan bawah bilik ada bilik study untuk setiap tingkatan. Sebenarnya, kami selalu bermain dibelakang bilik itu dan memanjat bila bosan. Waktu siang lah buat benda tu. Kalau malam ni, dia lain macam sikit. Aku tak tahu sama ada benda tu makhluk ataupun budak lelaki yang memanjatnya. Aku hairan jadi aku pun senyap.
Malam tu, aku tak boleh tidur. Aku dengar orang mencangkul pada pagi tu. Gila ke apa mencangkul malam-malam! gertak aku dalam hati. Aku baring kanan, tak selesa. Baring kiri, lagi tak selesa sebab menghadap pintu. Jadi, aku memandang siling dan melihat kipas berpusing seperti mana otak ku juga berpusing memikirkan kejadian yang berlaku di asrama sebelum ni dari senior-seniorku.
Aku marah dengan diriku. Sebab aku tertegur benda tu, malam ni aku jadi mangsanya... aku perasan ada yang memerhatiku, mungkin sebab tu aku tak boleh tidur. Babi! Babi! Babi!
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