Homo Sapien.
Itu nama FB dia.
“ Homo sapien?” Dalia snorted. “ Habis tu kita ni apa? Alien planet Marikh?”
Aku tergelak.
Homo Sapien or I called him Pian. At first I wanted to call him ‘homo’ but it reminds me of homosexual, and I would like to call him Sapien, but I end up calling him Pian. -.-“
I never noticed him, until he wrote the quote on my post.
“ If someone you love hurts you, cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it.” Aku baca balik quote tu masa call Dalia.
“ Hmmm... Sebelum ni ada tak dia comment kat wall kau?”
“ Aku tak ada perasan pun.”
“ Dah lama kau add dia?”
“ Ermmm... Tak tahu lah.”
“Hish kau ni. Kalau tak kenal kenapa add dia?”
“ Aku tak tahulah sama ada aku add dia or dia add aku.”
Suara Dalia penuh suspicious. “ Alah, same thing. Hakikatnya kau tak kenal dia. So salah kau jugak kenapa kau add dia or kenapa kau approve dia dulu sedangkan kau tak kenal dia.”
Bebola mata bergerak. “ Maybe dia tu someone I know, tapi dia tukar nama tak?”
“ Maybe. Dah check profile dia tak?”
That’s another one thing. He wrote nothing on the info section, selain daripada he’s a male. Tapi dia ada banyak friends, 2569.
“ Alah, dia macam kau kot. Orang yang tak kenal pun add and approve. Kang yang add tu sex maniac ke apa, barulah gaduh nak remove.”
Satu hari aku nak cili mulut si Dalia ni sampai bengkak.
Aku selalu tengok wall post dia. Apa yang dia tulis kat status dia semua macam ala-ala quote. Love quotes. Life quotes. Hadis. Terjemahan Al-Quran.
He has impressed me.
But still. No name. No age. No where he comes from. No where he’s studying now. No nothing.
Suddenly dia online.
Cepat-cepat aku tegur dia.
‘ Hi. Assalam.’
Entah kenapa jantung aku berdegub cepat. Macamlah orang tu ada depan mata.
Tiba-tiba dia offline.
“ Dayyummmm!” Aku tercakap kuat.
“ Oi. Orang study. Hang dok FB pulak!” One of my roomie bersuara dari meja depan tingkap.
Aku sengih. Terus insaf dan bukak buku Bio. Sekejap je. :P
Dalia text esok tu.
‘ Kau tak usha FB Syakir?’
Syakir. Rasa macam dah lama sangat tak dengar nama tu.
‘ Kenapa?’ aku reply balik.
Dua minit lepas tu. ‘ Ada gambar nikah dia.’
Terus call Dalia.
“ Cakap hari tu tak nak kahwin.” Aku terus serbu bila Dalia jawab phone.
“ Tak tahulah wei. Ada satu picture je. Tu pun bukan dia yang letak. Orang lain yang letak and that person tagged him. Kau tak tengok ke?”
“ Taklah. Aku dah remove dia.”
“ Bagus. But seriously you looked better than his wife.” Dalia cakap terus terang.
Mencebik. “ Biarlah diorang. Hopefully diorang kekal sampai bila-bila.”
“ Err.. Kau okay ke?”
“ No more than usual. Aku dah boleh cope.”
“ Cepatnya?”
Aku diam. “ The pain might have loss, but the scar is still there.”
“ Tak pe. Bio oil ada jual kat farmasi. Berkesan hilangkan parut.”
Aku tergelak.
Dalia cerita pasal love life dia. She’s been chased by a weird guy yang tua lima tahun daripada dia. Master student katanya.
As expected, Dalia rejected him sebab lelaki tu terlalu cerewet.
“ And now he asked me to be his adik angkat.”
Aku gelak. “ Seriously?”
“ Yela. Aku cakap tak nak. Kau tahu kan angkat terangkat ni just a term for ‘ You like her, but you can’t get her. So...”
“ ‘ The only way to keep her is to be angkat angkat’.” Aku sambung ayat Dalia macam selalu.
“ You know what Reni? You know me too much.” Dalia complaint.
Aku gelak lagi.
“ Okay enough about the terms. So how’s Mr Pian?”
Aku mengeluh. “ Entah. Give up kot.”
“ Haish! Kau pergilah usha blog dia.”
Mata bergerak-gerak. Berfikir. “ Dia ada blog ke?”
“ Kau tak perasan ke dia letak kat info tu? Kau ni...”
Dalia terus berleter sorang-sorang. Aku on laptop.
Pencarian Homo Sapien has just begun.
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