《[C] Putera Kayangan》Bab 4 : Caramel Macchiato
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"Jadi wife saya"
"Ha?!!"
Bapak lah, macam tu je dia lamar aku jadi wife dia? Baru kenal wey, tiba tiba dah suruh jadi wife. Tah tah dia ni bapak ayam.
Aku pandang dia dengan pandangan yang curiga. Otak aku tak boleh positif dah sekarang. Tah tah ni helah dia untuk culik aku pastu jual kat Siam hidup hidup!
No! Aku tak rela!
Mana konco konco dia? Mesti nanti dorang heret aku masuk van putih lusuh. Kiri kanan depan belakang aku tengok. Orang nak menculik ni tak kira tempat dah. Macam mana kalau dorang ada pistol?
"Nayra awak dah kenapa tengok kiri, kanan, depan, belakang ni?" Aku membetulkan kembali kedudukan aku.
"Mana konco konco awak?" Mata aku mencerlung memandang Aydan yang tengah terpinga pinga. Nak berlakon lah tu!
Aydan mula menggaru kepalanya. Mesti banyak kutu ni.
"Konco konco? Maksud awak?" Kepalanya disengetkan sambil memandang ke arah aku. Matanya terkebil kebil tak faham dengan situasi sekarang.
Tsk, konon konon tak faham je ni.
"Awak bapak ayam kan?" teka aku dengan yakin. Garfu aku genggam macam nak tikam orang. Ingat kau boleh main main dengan Anayra Zaara?
Tak semena mena Aydan gelak dengan kuat. Apa yang kelakar? Oh, kelakar lah kan aku dah tau identiti dia yang sebenar.
Selesai gelak, dia menggeleng gelengkan kepala. Kagum dengan kebijaksanaan akulah tu.
"Muka handsome dan baik macam saya ni di tuduh bapak ayam? Lawaklah awak ni Nayra," dia kembali ketawakan aku.
Anggapan aku salah ke?
"Anayra, I'm just kidding okay? Dont take it serious and don't get me wrong" dia melepaskan sudu dan garfu dari kedua dua tangannya. Siku dia letakkan di atas meja dan dia menyatukan kedua tangannya tadi. Mata hazelnya tepat memandang ke arah aku.
"Trust me Anayra, I can help you to find a job," ujarnya serius.
"What kind of job? GRO? I don't like it," kataku dengan nada dingin. Otak aku masih beranggapan buruk dengan dia ni.
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"GRO? You're too precious. moreover, instead of me selling you to someone else, I'd better make you mine, Anayra,"
Aku hanya memandangnya. Betul jugak. Cantik macam aku ni baik buat isteri je tak payah kongsi kongsi. Eh, hehe
"Saya ada cafe dan sekarang cafe tu tengah makin famous so kami kekurangan kaki tangan nak layan pelanggan,"
Aku menganggukkan kepala berkali kali.
"Apa nama cafe tu?"
"Ayaan'z Cafe"
Ermm, macam cafe yang aku selalu pergi tu je.
"Nak tak?"
"Mestilah nak!" Balasku teruja. Sejujurnya, aku dah lama berangan untuk kerja di cafe. Peluang depan mata takkan aku nak sia siakan pulak.
Aydan tersenyum. Seketika matanya di kerlingkan ke jam tangan hitamnya yang berjenama tu. Tak silap aku, itu jenama Michael Kors.
Koleksi jam tangan lelaki Michael Kors merupakan keluaran jam tangan yang canggih dan sporty. Ianya sangat sesuai bagi mereka yang mementingkan gaya dan penampilan.
Boleh nampak yang Aydan amat pentingkan penampilannya. Rambut disikat rapi, baju t-shirt berkolar dimasukkan ke dalam seluar. Kaki dia pulak pakai sandal.
Aku? Nyahhhh... Jauh beza.
Habis makan, kami asyik berborak tentang diri masing masing. Dia ni boleh dikatakan supporting.
Lepas tu, tangan dia tak reti nak duduk diam tiap kali bercerita. Ada je gaya yang nak buatlah, tunjuklah. Comel!
Aku tengok jam telefon aku. Fuh! Sedar tak sedar dah pukul 1 pagi. Tak pernah lagi aku keluar sampai lewat malam macam ni.
"Aydan, saya balik dulu lah.. dah lewat sangat ni," Aydan mula cemberut.
"Alaa... Ermm okaylah. Saya hantarkan, jom" pelawa Aydan. Aku tak menolak sebaliknya hanya menurut. Seram jugak kalau balik seorang diri ni. Lagi kan pulak aku ni perempuan, seriau wey !
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"Terima kasih Aydan hantarkan saya ke rumah." ucapku ikhlas dalam senyuman.
"Sama sama."
Aku tutup pintu kereta Camry berwarna silver milik Aydan dengan berhati hati. Pandai betul dia jaga kereta dia ni berkilat dan bersih. Fuhh mesti selalu cuci kereta. Satu lagi, aku akan rindukan bau pewangi green tea kereta dia ni.
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Aku segera beredar ke rumah. Aku duduk dekat kondominium sorang diri. Kawan serumah aku dia bercuti dengan family dia dah dekat seminggu. Bagus jugak dia tak ada. Kalau tak memang masaklah aku kena bebel dengan dia tu.
Selesai mandi aku merebahkan diri ke atas katil. Punat 'on' pada sisi telefon pintar aku tekan.
Hmm... Tak ada mesej yang penting. Lepas ni, aku kena kerap check telefon. Tak nak nanti pisang berbuah dua kali.
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Hari ni merupakan hari ke 30 atau lebih tepat sebulan aku bekerja di Cafe milik Aydan. Macam kurang sopan pula panggil Aydan je. Lepas ni aku kena panggil dia Encik Aydan lah.
Tak sangka betul cafe yang mewah ni milik dia kan? Cantik sangat hiasan dalam cafe ni. Aku suka! And guess who will get her uniform today? Yes, it's me!
Aku tertarik sangat dengan design baju dia tu, hitam serta berbenang dan bercorak keemasan mengikut tema kedai. Simple tetapi sangat elegan. Oh ya! Pada poket di sebelah kiri pulak akan ada sulaman benang berwarna keemasan nama pemilik baju tersebut.
"Anayra, tolong buat Caramel Macchiato satu, ya?" pinta Yana.
"Baik," aku membalas dengan senyuman. Hari ni aku yang kena bertugas dibahagian minuman.
And you know what? Aku kena puji tau sebab air yang aku buat semua sedap sedap! Mana taknya, aku letak jampi pengasih siap siap dah dalam air tu.
Okay guys aku gurau je!
Aku tak takkan buat benda syirik macam tulah, don't worry. Marilah datang ke cafe ni kalau nak rasa. Itu pun kalau cafe ni wujud. Huhu..
Gelas aku capai dan memulakan tugas aku. Macchiato sama seperti Espresso tapi ini versi ditambah susu. Jika kopi susu biasa Barista akan membancuh kopi bersama susu, berbeza dengan Macchiato, kopi akan ditambah ke dalam susu.
Itulah sebabnya kita akan nampak kesan kopi seakan bertompok di gelas, dari situlah Macchiato mendapat namanya yang berasal dari Macchia, bermaksud 'kesan' dalam bahasa Itali.
Baiklah, sekarang tinggal sentuhan terakhir, Caramel sebagai hiasan di permukaan.
Ya Allah, berbakatnya aku!
Aku letak gelas tu di atas dulang dan diletakkan di atas kaunter. Loceng separa sfera berwarna silver aku tekan. Mendengar bunyi loceng, Yana pun berlari anak mendapatkan dulang dan beredar setelah mengucapkan terima kasih kepada aku.
Aku pun sambung buat pesanan untuk pelanggan yang lain.
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"Ini dia pesanan encik, Caramel Macchiato"
Aku memandang gadis itu dan hadiahkan padanya segaris senyuman. Setelah itu dia pun berlalu pergi.
Pandangan aku dikembalikan kepada Laptop. Penat betul buat benda benda ni. Nak design sana sini. Apa dorang tak reti nak design rumah sendiri ke? Nasiblah gaji boleh tahan besar.
Gelas yang berisi Caramel Macchiato di sisi laptop aku dilihat. Hari ni corak Caramel dia lain bentuk pulak. Ada pekerja baru ke?
Aku menjenguk ke kawasan dapur. Tapi hampa, aku hanya dapat tengok cashier saja. Pekerja lain semua di ruangan dapur.
Ermmm... Biarlah kalau pekerja baru pun kan? Kenapa aku nak kesah? Bukannya aku boss cafe ni.
Tapi kau patut bagitau aku yang kau ada ambik pekerja baru. Kau pun kene ingat aku pun ada hak juga ke atas cafe ni.
Aku sebenarnya tak suka sangat coffee tapi disebabkan aku mengantuk, aku order jelah mana gambar yang aku nampak ada cecair 'Caramel' di atas permukaan air tu.
Air itu aku hirup perlahan. Oh wait, aku hirup lagi.
Okay, air ni serious akan jadi favourite aku mula hari ni, saat ni, detik ni.
Aku hirup lagi dan tersenyum. Barulah semangat aku nak buat kerja dapat air sedap macam ni!
Mata aku kembali menatap laptop. Arghh, stress nya aku! Tak apa, demi sesuap nasi. Mari teruskan.
Aku akan pastikan rumah tu cantik secantik cantiknya.
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