The Doctor & Me

Part 22

Kenapa dengan gambar dia tu dia tanya ? Mentally Ifkar dah tepuk dahi. Aku punya lah insecure pasal gambar tu. Dia boleh tanya kenapa.

"You simpan gambar tu among photos of family, friends, me and then there's a picture of him. I thought that maybe.. that perhaps, you have lingering feelings for him." Ifkar looking down, playing with his fingers.

Tiba tiba gelak Diana meletus. Gelak sampai keluar air mata. Ifkar yang dari tadi looking down, angkat muka pelik tengok Diana gelak apa yang geli hati sangat.

"You tahu tak kenapa I keep plenty photos in one frame ?" Diana tanya dalam sesak nafas dek gelak melampau.

"I guess you want to keep the people precious to you close. Tapi nanti banyak frame semak meja so keep it in one frame ?" Ifkar meneka.

"Where did you get this idea from ? Drama apa you tengok ni ? Kill Me, Heal Me ? Simpan gambar people you love hidden somewhere close to you. Adoii lah." Diana gelak lagi. Geli hati.

"Yeah kind of. Makes sense apa." Ifkar self defend. Well he did remember teman Diana tengok that drama. There is that one scene where ayah Cha Do Hyun selalu read this one book turns out ada gambar Mi SeoYeon in the cover.

Then she cried macam apa bila tahu actually ayah Cha Do Hyun tu memang sayangkan Min Seoyeon. Patutlah he  was so angry at her for leaving him. Diana nangis sampai basah baju Ifkar then she's explained the scene to him in sambil nangis. Of course he remembers !

"You obviously don't know your wife much. I malas nak simpan gambar dalam album laa ! So I just letak je gambar paling baru kat depan. And kalau I dapat gambar sekeping je, I just stack je kat situ. Celah mana lah I sentimental nau. You are so funny."

Ifkar rasa macam nak facepalm flip table semua. Walaoweh aku overthink gila babeng ni sebab tu rupanya takde meaning apa pun behind that gesture. Fak. Malu lah pulak nak mengadap Diana tiba tiba.

"Dah tu kereta rosak kenapa tak call I ? Kenapa cari Amir ?" Ifkar tries hard nak justify his jealousy.

"I was about to call you tapi kebetulan dia lalu. Pastu dia terus nak tolong I macam okay lah thanks a lot Amir you're my saviour. Lagipun I was mad at you."

"The week before, you tak check phone apa semua. I macam ni kalau kali ni call you tak angkat lagi I marah sorang sorang pulak tak payah call lah buat sakit hati je." Diana explain merrily. Lawak pasal gambar tu betul betul buat mood dia baik. Orang pregnant ni bahaya betul. Kuat merajuk, kuat menangis, tambah dengan perangai drama queen yang sedia ada.

Meh last last aku jugak yang kena. Ifkar thoughts to himself. Adoii.

"Yang masa dia hantar you balik tu you happy nau kenapa ? Dengan I kemain lagi tak cakap." Ifkar ready nak merajuk.

"Ye lah. I merajuk dengan you. Dengan orang lain I okay je lah. Duh." Diana rolls eyes.

Buat kesejuta kalinya Ifkar facepalm diri sendiri mentally. Eh rasa down pulak aku kejap.

"Tapi.. I really don't like you being close to him." Ifkar jujur.

"Alah so cute my husband jealous." Diana cubit pipi Ifkar. Ifkar tepis. Nak manja manja kat rumah lah. Sini kedai makan, ramai orang.

"Nasi goreng dengan tomyam eh bang." Datang seorang pelayan menghantar pesanan.

"Terima kasih." Ujar Diana sebelum pelayan itu berlalu.

"Dah tak payah senyum sangat kat waiter tu." Ifkar jeling menyebabkan ketawa Diana meletus. "By the way, gambar you dengan Amir tu I dah buang." Ifkar bagitahu dengan muka toya sewaktu Diana menyuap first bite.

"What ? Childish. Nasib baik I tak kisah." Diana komen dengan mulut penuh. She really doesn't mind. Sebab that picture doesn't matter to her. And well, memang tak appropriate pun untuk dia simpan gambar tu sekarang.

And the rest of their life were filled with more bickerings, but this time Diana didn't run away. Instead they talked it out. Because in a relationship, what matter is to have someone you can always talk to. About anything.

THE END

Authors note:

Hello my dear readers. I'm sorry for abandoning you guys. As usual, I'm busy with medschool. Welp, I have to sit for  two posting exams in two weeks.

Please forgive this tardy writer. And do go easy with the killing weapon of your choice. I'd rather not be imaginatively disfigured for being such a poor writer lad.

Anyhow, this is the ending. I have more conflicts planned for this two but let's take one at a time. I might write another story for them. But this is NOT a promise. I am merely a humble servant to the buzz of medschool.

Your always-having-exam writer,
Aina.