Kopi dan Gitar

Nekbat

A/n: masak lemak jump terus to post-relationship (sbb masak lemak pernah tulis ni dalam cerita terbuku)

Loceng di pintu berbunyi menandakan pintu dibuka. Aku menoleh ke arah pintu. Kahar. Sedang mengusung bekas gitarnya. Naim masih menyebukkan diri dengan mengelap gelas-gelas yang ada.

Ceritanya, Kahar bangun tidur lewat, Naim terpaksa drive pergi kerja sendiri.

"Bunga." Aku panggil dengan lembut. Kahar hanya senyum dan duduk di atas sofa berdekatan dengan set up stage dia. "Awak okay?" Aku sambunng, sambil berjalan ke arah dia. Kahar hanya mengangguk. "Awak nak kopi?" Aku bertanya. Kahar tersenyum lalu mengangguk.

"Tak susahkan awak ke?"

Aku tergelak kecil. "Kopi je. Tak susah." Aku jawab sebelum pergi berjalan ke arah coffee machine untuk membancuh kopi yang dia suka.

"Nah." Aku berkata, meletakkan segelas kopi dan sepiring dessert untuk dia makan. Kahar memang selalu skip breakfast. Katanya nak makan ringan saja.

"Awak.. betul ke okay?" Aku bertanya lagi. Kahar cuma memandang aku. "Saya okay, cinta." Dia membalas.

Kahar melihat ke arah dessert yang aku letak tadi. Tiba-tiba dia terdiam. "Awak?" Aku bertanya. Riak wajah Kahar seakan-akan tidak percaya dengan apa yang dia lihat. "Ini.. nekbat. Awak dapat mana?" Dia bertanya, menyapai sudu kecil.

"Ouh saya ada beli dekat supplier, untuk jual dekat sini la."

His eyes are pinned onto the dessert. Slowly taking the spoon filled with the dessert and ate it. His eyes teared after the first bite.

"Macam mama buat." He mumbled to himself. I could hear soft sniffles as he chew the dessert slowly. Savouring every taste. "Bunga?" I called him. Kahar looks up and wiped his tears away.

After the flood, he's been acting different, he's been sad but he tries to hide it.

"Mama." He mumbled to himself and took another bite.

"Awak nak lagi? Saya boleh ambikkan. Saya belanja." I told him. Kahar nodded and looked up. His eyes are still watery. I just smiled and walked back to the counter.

"Naim.. abang awak tu. okay?" I asked Naim. He turned to look at me. "Entahlah, lately abang macam tak layan Naim pon." He replied. Ini mesti case merajuk.

"Bukan apa la sebab.. Akak bagi dia nekbat, dia sampai menangis. Dia rindu mama dia kot." I replied carefully. Naim turned to look at the calendar.

"Akak... harini tarikh yang abang accident tu."

Oh..

That's the reason why Kahar has been avoiding everyone lately. Burying himself in his work and gigs. He's been missing his mother.

"Aduh Naim boleh lupa pulak!" Naim said to me. "Aduh dah la Naim kerja merajuk je dengan abang. Ish!" He complained, angry at himself.

"Takpe, akak handle." I replied. Taking another container with the nekbat and walked towards Kahar. "Nah." I told him with a smile and placed the nekbat near him. Kahar mumbled a small thank you and began eating the dessert.

"Bunga, harini kita keluar, nak?" I asked him. Kahar sniffled and looked up. "Keluar? Uh.. boleh ke?" His voice a little raspy. I smiled and nodded. "Jom. Just you and me. Kita keluar kejap lagi. Awak makan la dulu."

Kahar nodded. His lips quivered but he never stopped eating the nekbat.

After a while, Kahar wipes his lips with a tissue and cleared his throat. "Saya dah habis." He said quietly. I smiled and stood up to take the plate but before my hand reaches, Kahar took it.

"Takpe saya basuh." He said and stood up. I just nodded and left to the car.

Eventually Kahar walks out from the cafe and got into the passenger side. "Kita nak pergi mana?" He asked me. I smiled and leaned over to put on his seatbelt for him.

"Kita pergi kedai buku, nak?" I asked. Kahar turned to look at me and nodded. "Nak."  He answered.

I started the car and started driving to Kahar's favourite bookstore.

I parked and then turned to look at Kahar. He's been quiet the whole ride which isn't like him at all.

Kahar is staring into the abyss. "Bunga? Dah sampai ni." I called him, making sure my voice isn't too loud so that it doesn't scare him.

Kahar turned to look at me and nodded. "Okay." He answered and got out of the car. Right when I got down, his hooked his hand onto mine. "Jom." I told him. Walking towards the store.

I just held the basket for him, letting him take his time to carefully choose his books, Kahar quietly picked the books and read through the synopsis, his arm was still hooked onto mine though, as if he's scared to let go.

"Dah." He said. I smiled and led him too the counter. "Saya bayar." I offered but Kahar shook his head. "Tak payah, cinta. Biar saya bayar." Kahar said and pulled out his wallet. I let him pay.

"Jom makan?" I asked him while walking towards the car.

Kahar nodded. I guided his arm towards a kedai makan.

'Masakkan Kelantan' it says on the sign board. Kahar  saw the signboard and looked at me. "Jom la." I told him. He just nodded.

Kahar ordered a mee celup.

"Awak tahu tak dulu kan, mama selalu hantar saya pergi sekolah awal sebab kami nak makan dekat kedai mee celup tepi sekolah saya." Kahar suddenly say with a smile on his lips.

He misses his mama.

He misses Kelantan.

I feel a little sad, watching the big smile he has on, reminiscing about the past he lost.