I guess everyone have their own unfortunate event. Doesn't matter when, where and what. It comes when it comes. Trial is a part of our life anyway. As for me... I was literally crying in a public transport due to... this one little thing called 'love'? No. It's not a movie title. I am crying for real because of this one guy. I know how much I am blinded with the ideation of love but running away from it is something I didn't dare to do. I guess it is normal when you become a coward once you fall too deep in it. I won't elaborate more on what happened et cetera but the issue here... I forgot about my luggage in the bus trunk!
-Without that urge in desperate situation, that strength of yours won't reveal itself that easy my dear.-
Pukul 4 pagi,
"Pendang!"
Mata automatik terjaga. Dengan mata yang sembap aku turun dari bas. Terkebil-kebil cuba menghadam situasi depan mata. Mamai. Tapi aku gagahkan juga telefon mak yang memang dah tunggu dari saat aku berangkat dari Shah Alam.
Sampai sahaja kereta mak dekat seberang jalan. Aku melangkah. Separa sedar.
Pintu kereta yang nak dibuka aku tenung sesaat dua mencerna sesuatu dalam kotak ingatan. Ibarat tak ada apa-apa. aku melabuhkan duduk di kerusi sebelah kerusi pemandu. Mata pejam celik pandang jalan melalui cermin hadapan.
"Mak, luggage alang tertinggal dalam bas." Suara aku tanpa nada.
Kepala sedikit pun tak toleh ke sisi. Ngeri.
Never. I would never blame anyone for my carelessness. Though it is undeniable that I am messed up because of this little thing called 'love.
