:: Ex Ex Ex ::

Ex Ex Ex… itulah tema anak2 gadis banglo kecil ini sejak kebelakangan ini. Ada yang merindui, ada yang terjeles dan ada yang gembira. Berjackpot Joy katanya. Mungkinkah ada juga yang masih memendam ? Tidak mengapa, yang lain menantikan sahaja dirinya membuka pekung di dada andai itu yang dia mahukan. Kalau tak pun tak per.. 

Ada Ex baik, ada Ex jahat. Ex baik kita doakan semoga jodoh kita ditemukan semula dengannya dia hidup berbahagia. Ex jahat kita masukkan dalam List Pacar Buaya  dan simpan gambar serta release to future gf apabila masanya sesuai. 👿

Contohnya Ex adik saya yang telah berpura-pura meninggal dunia. Kononnya mati selepas operation. Memang dia major operation pun.. tapi alhamdulilah Allah lanjutkan usianya. Namun, dasar manusia bangang, dia telah memalsukan berita kematian dirinya. Entah apa motifnya walhal dia sudah break dgn adik saya. Maka adik saya meratapi ‘pemergiannya’ bersama2 dgn teman hidup barunya. Yalah.. Ex sekalipun.. kalau dah mati.. mesti sedihkan. Ibarat Tiara Jacquelina menangisi pemergian arwah Hani Mohsin.

Sebelum ‘menghembuskan nafasnya yang terakhir’ dgn gambar adik saya di tangannya, Si Ex berpesan (melalui org tgh) untuk menyuruh adik saya menziarah kuburnya nanti. Jadi pada suatu hari apabila adik saya merasakan dia sudah bersedia untuk menziarah kubur, dia menghubungi adik Ex-nya dan mengatakan dia ingin mengembalikan sekaligus barang2 pemberian si EX.

Adik saya diarahkan untuk ke sebuah stesen dan setibanya dia di sana, dia menerima suatu panggilan tefon. Teka siapa? Ex dia yang sakit jiwa itu. Ex kata dia masih hidup. Ex  kata dia sedang melihat adik saya dari jauh. ee..saiko! Ex minta maaf kerana berbohong tapi itu sajalah cara untuk dia sekurang2 nya melihat adik saya secara LIve. Buat pengetahuan semua, mereka berpisah kerana Ex bersifat buaya. Sebab yang baru sahaja diketahui di kala ini.

Apapun, tindakan Ex tersebut telah melayakkan dirinya untuk memasuki senarai List Pacar Buaya Versi Lelaki. Merasalah dikau. Mungkinkah Ex Za wajar dimasukkan juga. Ex saya kurang kejam, jadi takyah masuk. Huahuahua. 😆

 

An original entry I wrote in my previous blog when I learnt about his death.

We are all main actors in our own stories. Each of us have our own plot to tell but sometimes we become supporting actors in other peoples life dramas. Important and special in one way or the other.

A friend passed away last night just after Maghrib having gone through a 50-50 heart operation. This friend was my sister’s ex-boyfriend and eventhough they had broken up for some reason, I know he still loved her. He was always checking up on my sister through me on Friendster… asking if she was okay, wondering if there is still a chance for him to come back to her and make up for all the wrong things he had done.

Love is individually tailored.. what you experience may be different from how other people do.. he cried a lot after the break and it somehow affected his health which was already bad. His lung condition deteriorated and so was his heart. Hence, an operation was proposed to make it better. Besides.. his chest pains were causing him too much pain already. After the risky procedure.. he went into a coma for 2 days. During that time, my sister kept saying to his sister to whisper to him, to be strong and get well because she will be waiting. It is obvious that he can hear because tears were rolling down his cheeks. After 2 days, he was said to be awakened and started searching for my sister franctically – he managed to call her and my sister said they talked like really good friends, joking about.. even the news of my brother ‘bersunat’ was told! Alas, it wasn’t long after that ..my sister received a text message from her ex’s sister, saying that he’d just passed away after vomiting some blood. He had my sister’s picture in his hand to look at just before he died. He even left a will that no one was to blame my sister for his death and was to let my sister visit his grave anytime.

Romeos like him do exist in real life after all.. my mum cried for him, I cried too.. out of sadness and regret for something I should have done whilst he was still alive. A week before he died, he sent me a message through Friendster,

 assalamualaikum kak…
akak ape kbr?firstly sy mtk mf byk2 coz ganggu
akak..just nk tanye kbr nora.mfkan sy kak coz sy
xdpt mlupakan dia..em xpela kak..klu akak x
keberatan, akak tlg smpikan slm sy pd
nora..anyway,wlupn msh awl..slmt menyambut thn
br..mohon mf lg skali kak….assalamualaikum

 

I didn’t reply thinking I would have time to do it later but now he would never know that I am fine, my sister is fine and his message was never a bugger to me…

waalaikumussalam dik…

Al-Fatihah…

But of course I knew afterwards that this was not true.