Alumni

Alumni Institut Al-Quran Kuala Lumpur(I'm the one wearing a green baju melayu)

I met one of my IQKL friends and talked for hours. I reminisced my unforgettable experiences when I was in IQKL and he talked about his future plans. Tired of our constant reminiscing, we went into a mamak store and ordered milo ais.

"Ko tak trauma ke Afiq?"

"Trauma ape?" I frowned.

"Trauma la..." He insisted.

"Yelah trauma pasal ape?"

"Kene ehem."

"Kene ape?"

"Kene waktu malam."

"Aku jarang kene rotan ah dulu..."

"Bukan tuh.."

"Ko tak tau ke? Kalo tak tau takpelah."

"Taktau ape? Ah, ko dah mula cerita, kenelah habiskan!"

"Ok ok, ko tau kan ko dulu kan jambu.. skarang pun sebenarnye." He laughed.

"Maka?"

"Dulu malam malam budak2 suka ehem ko."

"HAH? Sila spesifik sikit?" I demanded.

"Bukan kene liwat, budak suka raba ko?"

"Sape?"

"Ramai jugak la, aku pun tak ingat tapi ramai gak."

"Sekaligus? Aku tak perasan pun! SAPERRR?"

"Tak tak, taknak pulak aku nak bagitau ko saper tapi ramai la, tapi lain masa. Dorang pun tak tau orang lain suke rabe ko jugak kot."

"Macam mane ko tau?"

"Aku jenis yang selalu bangun malam2. Memang ade la aktiviti ni selalunyer, maklumla asrama lelaki tapi ko lah paling kerap kene. Aku ingatkan ko tau."

"Tak aku tak tau."

I was so pissed off.

"Relek ah Afiq, nyesal pulak aku bagitau, aku ingat ko tau."

"Tak aku tak tau. Aku tak pernah tau."