《[C] Putera Kayangan》Bab 25 : Beast
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Suasana di dalam kereta sunyi sekarang ni. Tiada siapa yang bersuara. Kali ni aku dan Aydin duduk di tempat duduk belakang. Budak suruhan Aydin yang dua orang tu yang memandu dan duduk di hadapan.
Salah seorang dari mereka berdua tu berdarah kacukan antara Malaysia dan Pakistan. Nama dia Malika, panggil Malik. Hidung dia tak payah cakap, mancung gila! Boleh buat gelongsor dia punya mancung tu. Good looking wey! Pakai pula suit hitam. haih.
Yang sedang memandu pula, Waid. Orang Malaysia je. Lahir di Sarawak. Dia ni paling muda antara mereka bertiga ni. Kulit dia putih melepak, kalah abang Pakistan kita tu. Mata dia sepet. Kalau salah pandang, orang ingat dia Chinese.
"Amir kata korang dua selalu jumpa,"
Aydin yang sedang lihat ke luar tingkap di tempat duduknya ku pandang.
"Tak lah selalu. Tapi dia kerap juga datang cafe jumpa dengan adik kembar awak si Aydan tu,"
Aydin diam.
"Awak pula? Awak dah lama berkawan dengan Amir?"
"Hm,"
Lihat Aydin macam tak ada mood. Aku diamkan diri saja. Risau nanti kene tegking pula aku dalam kereta ni. Tak pasal pasal banjir dalam ni.
"Kau dah mula suka Amir ke?"
Aku kembali pandang ke arah Aydin. Dia merepek apa pula ni?
"Ha?"
Aydin pandang tepat ke mata aku, "kau suka Amir sebab dia beli 10 buah Range Rover?"
Aku dia membisu. Dia ni kenapa tanya macam ni pula? Berkerut seribu muka aku.
"Patut ke aku beli 50 buah Range Rover pula? Atau kau nak lebih? Aku boleh beli 100 terus atas nama kau,"
Aku tergelak. Ya Allah apa Aydin ni? Dua budak Aydin pun ada yang tersembur bila dengar ayat Aydin tapi cepat dia cover apabila mendapat pandangan tajam dari Aydin.
Tengok pandangan tajam Aydin ke arah aku, aku pun berhenti gelak dengan segera. Air mata di tubir mata ni aku lap.
Waduh, sekarang ni acara tengok siapa ada Range Rover paling banyak ke?
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"Apa maksud awak ni? Wait, are you jealous?"
"Yes I am," balas Aydin dengan pantas. Aku tergamam seketika. Malik dah tersedak air liur sendiri, tak sangka yang bos dia ni straight forward.
"Why? Kenapa perlu jealous pula?"
Aydin mendiamkan diri. Tumpuannya beralih ke luar tingkap semula.
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Pintu cafe ditolak hingga terbuka luas. Aku melangkah masuk. Nampaknya baru ada Aiman dan Afiq yang datang. Awal pula aku datang hari ni.
"Kak Nayra! Awalnya Kak Nayra datang,"
"Eh Aima! Aima pun datang? Teman abang eh?"
Aima tersengih menampakkan lesung pipit di pipi kanannya. Baju kelabu dan bercorak putih yang dia pakai menarik perhatianku. Tak lupa juga seluar palazo dan tudung shawl yang menutupi dada. Cantik.
"Haah teman abang. Dia tak nak Aima duduk rumah," Aima cemberut.
"Eh, kenapa?" dahi aku berkerut. Kenapa pula Aiman tak kasi duduk rumah?
"Kalau aku biar dia duduk rumah aku tu, mahunya licin dapur aku tu! Kau tau? Semalam dah 5 pinggan aku pecah sebab dia ni lah. Kau bayang sehari je dah 5, kalau seminggu? Ingat aku ni tauke pinggan? Lepas ni aku nak beli pinggan cawan plastik je," sampuk Aiman. Entah bila dia ada dekat kami berdua ni pun tak taulah.
Aku menggeleng-gelengkan kepala sambil tengok Aima. Aiman pula tersengih lebar sambil goyang goyangkan badan dia.
"Aima pun tak pandai masak. Kalau duduk sini, boleh order macam macam dekat abang Aiman. Kan abang?"
"Fikir aku nak buat order kau tu? Aku dah mintak kebenaran dekat boss aku untuk ajar kau memasak. So, jangan ingat kau duduk kat cafe ni boleh bersenang-lenang," Aiman tersenyum sinis.
"Sekarang pukul 7 pagi. Aku nak pukul 8 kau dah masuk dapur. Faham?"
Aima menghentak-hentak kakinya ke lantai. Tapi dia segera menganggukkan kepala setelah mendapat jelingan maut dari abang dia, Aiman.
Aku pula hanya menahan tawa melihat gelagat mereka berdua ni. Dari aku terus hadap mereka berdua ni. Baik aku pergi tolong Afiq lap meja. Mesti dah berhabuk, yelah 3 hari tutup kan.
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Aku duduk di bahagian air. Hari ni turn aku jadi Barista. Aima dan Aiman pula tengah bergaduh kecil tentang hal-hal memasak. Boleh tahan garang juga Aiman tu. Aima pula menurut je, nak elak dari kena marah.
"Caramel Macchiato !"
"Baik!"
Sambil aku buat pesanan, telinga aku asyik dengar kritikan Aiman terhadap adik perempuan dia tu. Apa yang aku boleh simpulkan ialah Aiman ni tegas.
Aku sendiri tak sangka dia boleh jadi setegas ni. Yelah, dia tu selaku buat benda bodoh yang buat orang gelak. Tapi dengan adik dia tak. Dia selalu marah marah. Cakap pun dingin.
Ini apa yang Aima cakap dekat aku lah. Aima luah dekat aku masa kami berdua di rumah Aiman hari tu.
Dia bagitahu, dia cemburu sangat dengan kawan-kawan Aiman sebab kami dapat tengok sisi lawak Aiman. Sementara dia pula tengok sisi garang dan tegas Aiman.
"Aima cemburu sangat. Sampai Aima harap yang Aima ni bukan adik dia, tapi sebaliknya kawan dia. Aima pun nak gelak dan gurau dengan abang macam orang lain."
Aku ingat lagi, nangis nangis dia luah dekat aku masa tu. Kali terakhir Aiman melawak dengan dia, 5 tahun lepas. Sebelum kematian ibu ayah mereka. Aiman amat terkesan dengan semua tu sampai berubah. Tapi lepas jumpa dengan Aydan dan lain lain, dia mula berubah.
Tapi tidak dengan Aima. Dia jadi terlalu tegas. Tapi, dengan semua dia cerita, aku tau Aiman tu sayang sangat dengan Aima. Aima je satu satunya harta dia sekarang. Aiman cuma terlalu...
Protective.
"Garang betul Aiman tu,"
Aku tersedar dari lamunan dan menoleh ke sebelah aku. Najla rupanya.
"Aiman suruh adik dia kutip sampah yang jatuh, sekali dengan aku aku kutip sampah yang ada dalam dapur ni. Seram nyah!"
"Itulah tu. First time aku tengok Aiman macam ni," sampuk Ikmal pula.
"Eh kau bukan shift malam ke?" serentak aku dan Najla.
"Hehe... Saja aku datang nak tempah kek. Esok birthday mak aku,"
Aku dan Najla menganggukkan kepala beberapa kali.
"Nangis, nangis, nangis! Tu jelah kerja kau! Cubalah keras sikit. Baru bentak sikit dah nak nangis," Aiman mencekak pinggang sambil memandang tajam Aima yang sedang menangis sambil hiris daging.
"Salah macam ni," Aiman pegang tangan Aima dan menunjukkan cara yang betul.
"Huuuu... Nangis.... Buuu tak malu," Ikmal mengejek dengan meme muka.
Aku dan Najla dah membeku. Ikmal pula dah gelabah. Mana taknya? Aiman tengah pandang Ikmal dengan pandangan maut kut! Pandangan dia amat tajam. Lagi tajam dari dia pandang adik dia tadi. Aku dan Najla menelan air liur. Walaupun Ikmal yang dipandang, tapi kami pun ikut takut.
Aiman menapak mendekat kami atau lebih tepat Ikmal. Aku dan Najla dah berpelukkan dan menjauhkan diri dari Ikmal dan Aiman.
Kolar baju Ikmal di genggam kemas oleh tangan kekar Aiman. Habis timbul ulat lengan dan urat di leher Aiman. Nampak seperti dia sedang menahan marah yang amat sangat dari meletus.
"Berani kau ejek adik aku depan aku?" Aiman merenung tajam ke dalam anak mata Ikmal. Ikmal pula kelu di situ.
"Ma... Maaf,"
"Kalau kau buat lagi macam tu, kau pula yang akan menangis. Lunyai aku kerja kan kau, Ikmal." ujar Aiman dengan tenang namun diselitkan Amaran.
Ikmal menelan air liur.
"Don't mistake my kindness for weakness. The beast inside me is sleeping, not dead."
Aiman melepaskan kolar baju Ikmal dengan kasar. Dia menapak ke adiknya lalu membawa Aima ke bilik staff. Mungkin mahu memujuk adiknya itu.
Aku, Najla dan Ikmal kaku di situ. Masih terkejut dengan apa yang terjadi. Belum pernah-pernah Aiman jadi begitu. Dia seorang yang lembut. Tapi hari ni dia lebih menakutkan dari ribut petir.
Aiman yang secomel anak kucing itu akan berubah menjadi singa tatkala orang yang dia sayangi diperlekehkan.
Selama ni kami terlalu mengambil mudah dengan Aiman. Lepas ni, kami pasti akan lebih berhati-hati.
Scary.
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