Pagi, dan ritualnya.

The wait.

"So what do you do?"

Setelah berapa lama kami duduk sebelah menyebelah, tapi bertentang mata kami di skrin telefon masing-masing. Tapi mungkin kerana battery handfonnya sudah merah atau dia sudah bosan melayani teman-teman virtualnya. Jadi untuk bunuh masa, dia cuba berbual dengan aku.

"As a living, you mean?" Soal aku kepadanya, kembali. Konon untuk lebih spesifik.

"God! I'm sorry. Yes. As a living. I don't know what you do for a living. I know that you shoot pictures and all, but what are you, really?" Tanya dia, sekali lagi.

"Well, it depends on who's asking." Jawab aku sambil gelak-gelak.

"Phfft. Serious la. Main-main pulak dia. Benci ah!" Keluh dia, merajuk.

Macam budak-budak.

"Okay, okay." Aku cakap padanya. "The truth? When I was young, used to be like you: An idealist, a dream chaser, an in betweener, a 24 hour slacker that smokes 2 packs a day, A man with a plan and constantly looking for something."

"Okay. And then what happen?" Soal dia.

"Time, and I waited." Balas aku, pendek.

"Now, how?" Tanya dia lagi.

"Now, I help people like you realise by becoming an example or a living proof of things you should not become. You shouldn't wait, in this life or another. Because you'll end up losing a lotta things. And by the time you try and chase back your dreams, you'll realise that at one point you are chasing ghost from the past, and its not worth it anymore. Your dreams have died and you're actually living someone else's dream."

"Boy, that is so depressing." Kata dia.

"Tell me about it." Aku senyum.

Dia diam, lama. Kemudian dia bangun, dan berpaling sambil berkata.

"Who broke you?" Tanya dia, tepat. "That girl sure is something."

Aku gelak besar. Konon cover.

"Yeah, something." Bisik hati.