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Reza laid back towards the car seat, taking out an exhausted huff. He had just sent his brother Kahar to the KTM, where he would be having a fresh start somewhere.
"Ja, pastike demo tepon Megat. Saing-saing dok menyimpe dende!" Kahar shouted at Reza, waving at him after.
He just replied with a thumbs up. If only it was easier said than done, since Abdul Reza and Megat Shah share a long history together. And the ending was messy.
The thought of calling your ex after a messy fallout and not talking for almost two years made his stomach churn. No way Reza was calling him. Not at all.
He still had Megat's number in his contacts, and the two of them didn't really do anything about it. Maybe this was his old number and he changed Nokias? That's a possibility.
Reza just wanted to gag at the thought of calling him again. He did horrible things to embarrass Megat and so did the other, so if he were to call his old friend again one of the things he would receive is a groan, yelling and his number blocked, or he'd just hang up immediately.
His nokia suddenly rang amidst of his thoughts, catching him off guard. It was his youngest brother calling, so he answered it in a blink of an eye.
"Iyo, Kahar?" He greeted his brother.
"Helo Ja, demo doh kecek nge Megat ko belum?"
Beja was taken aback at his brother's question. Why did he want them to reconcile so badly? "Dok.. Kawe belum. Bakpo demo tanyo?"
Silence went through the other line, before he swallowed the air. "Dok tahu.. nok nok tahu hubunge antaro mung nge yo sahajo." his voice was partly trembling, hoping he didn't cross a line.
A heavy, tired sigh went out of Reza, rolling his eyes in response. "Bechik.. Kawe saye mung tapi.. tolong jange usik sesuatu hok peribadi nga mendale lagu ni. Kawe cumo sero demo tokke pehe." he said firmly, not wanting to talk about this sensitive topic anymore.
"Maaf, Beja. Tapi kalu demo perluke bantue kecek nge Megat, kawe ado di sini, okay? Selamak pete."
He hung up on the nokia, it felt like he dodged a bullet. But he still hasnt dodged the missile which is calling Megat.
T: "Iya, Kahar?"
"Helo Ja, awak dah cakap dengan Megat ke belum?"
"Tidak.. Saya belum. Kenapa awak tanya?"
"Tak tahu.. nak ingin tahu hubungan antara kau dengan dia sahaja."
"Bechik.. Saya sayang kau tapi.. tolong jangan usik sesuatu yang peribadi dan mendalam macam ni. Saya cuma rasa awak takkan faham."
"Maaf, Beja. Tapi kalau awak perlukan bantuan bercakap dengan Megat, saya ada di sini, okay? Selamat petang."
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It's the middle of the night.
Reza's hands quivered like a cat on hot bricks while holding his nokia, after a long time of thinking and revising what to say for his expected scenarios, he was about to be calling his ex, best friend and rival. The man he hasn't spoken to in 2 years.
Boop. He clicked on Megat's number, it was dialing. He hopes that it would keep dialing and never pick up. Megat, just dont pick up the phone and it'll be fine! All will be fi–
"Helo? Siapa ni?" He answered.
Reza's hands were still quivering, his mind is blank and his mouth is open agape, and he answered.
"Sh- Shah!" he tried getting something out of his mouth, as it wasn't obvious that his voice is literally trembling from fear.
"Oh– kau.. sial." he said followed by a loud scoff, like he wasn't in the mood for this. "Kau nak ape malam buta ni? Ade hal ngan aku ke?"
"Aku nak tanya khabar je. Kahar suruh–"
"Tanya khabar kepala bapak kau! Kau mesti nak aku balik, so kau boleh buat benda celaka kau dekat aku lagi." Megat immediately cuts him off, throwing a pit of rage over spilt milk.
"Megat Shah.. aku dah lama teruskan hidup aku dan lupa pasal benda lepas kita. Aku nak tahu apa yang kau buat selama dua tahun ni je. Susah sangat ke nak jawab?" he tries to sound as polite as possible, trying to get out of a heated argument with his ex.
Megat left out a sigh, responding, "..Sorry. Aku salah faham pasal niat kau untuk call aku. Aku ingat.. kau nak aku balik so aku jadi panas baran."
"Takpe, takpe. Aku minta maaf jugak, kalau masa kita call ni late sangat."
"Sebenarnya, Kahar yang suruh aku call kau, dia cakap 'kawan-kawan tak menyimpan dendam'."
"Kahar.. last Kapla High Council.. so kalau dia tak suruh kau call aku, kau bela je la dengan hal kau?" It felt like Reza could feel Megat's eyerolling from a mile away.
"..Ye. Kalau dia tak ingatkan pasal kau, aku pergi buat apa-apa lah. Dan aku drop A-level aku, jadi aku stay at home je la."
Megat tilts his head in confusion,"Kau.. kau drop?? Nape? Bukan A-level tu bagus ke?"
"Memang bagus, tapi aku rasa jalan tu bukan untuk aku, so aku drop. Juga sebab Kahar bagitau aku untuk pilih jalan sendiri."
"That's nice. Aku ambil Pendidikan Awal Kanak-kanak, nak jadi cikgu. Cikgu BM."
His mouth was agape, surprised by his decision "Iye??? Kau jadi cikgu? Tak sangka lah! BM pulak tu."
"BM senang kacang je, kalau kau faham, kau faham."
"Tak suka lah cikgu ni," as a giggle came through, he enjoyed talking with him again.
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"Kan aku ada masa lapang untuk buat apa-apa, kan?" Reza asked toward the other end,
"Mhmm?"
"Aku nak lepak ngan kau lagi sekali. Rumah sunyi, jadi.. aku nak orang teman."
Silence followed.. Reza knows that he's either gonna get rejected or somehow get his offer accepted.
"Hmm, bole je. Kadang-kadang dorm aku pun sunyi, so I just want to be with someone. Besides, rumah kau kat tepi pantai kan?"
"Betul, ada lighthouse jugak. Kita boleh naik kalau bosan."
"Mm. Cantik." he sounded half asleep, trying to stay awake.
"..Kau nak tamatkan call kita ke? Kau bunyi macam nak tido je." a yawn escaped Reza, and the same happened with Megat.
"Haah…. Selamat malam, Ja. It was nice catching up with you."
"Selamak male, Megat, harak kito buleh bertemu nati." Reza spoke in Kelate, he knows that Megat understood what he just said.
"Aku saye mung, Reza." Megat suddenly said out of nowhere, making Beja flinch at the sentence.
Before he could even respond, Megat already hung up, leaving Reza dumbfounded… "Yo kecek aku saye mung?.. Bangsat sungguh."
After that, Reza could feel his heart trying to escape his chest. It was beating hard that someone could hear his heartbeat from a centimeter away. He held his chest and face, then faceplanting into his pillow followed by a groan.
If Reza were to be honest, he really wanted Megat back. He just hoped that the other felt the same.
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T: "Selamat malam, Megat, harap kita boleh bertemu nanti."
"Aku sayang kau, Reza."
"Dia cakap aku sayang kau?.. Bangsat sungguh."