There exists a love story that's never been told.
For all that happened is almost ahead of reality.
Table for two.
Two person.
No expectations.No planning.
Love is love when it just happens.
You don't wait for love.You don't hope for love to pass by.If it does,it's not sweet like it should be.
A Malay.
Left alone..Age : 7 years old.
Parents died in car crash accident.Hit and run.Poor kid.
After that, the Malay was raised by the Aunt.
Been strictly taken care of her.Not to mention physically abused by that bi**h.
Lost the freedom of life at an early age.
Not being able to stand it any longer,the Malay kid ran away from home.
How?Punched the window glasses real hard and jumped off the second floor.
Bleeding but smiling.
The Malay ran as fast as a leopard would.
....dropped half dead on roadside.
the kid fainted.out of tiredness and injuries.
A young Malay teacher.
Lives alone.
Stumbled across the Malay kid.Concerned.Confused of what to do.
Brings the kid home.
Having a hard time at first.
The Malay kid is not giving cooperation.Refuses help from the teacher.
But with time and patience.The Malay kid finally accepting the fact that not all adults are taking advantage.
And so they live together.
As the Malay kid grows up.Well figured..Well mannered.
Respect is practised by both of them.
Although not blood-related, they are symbols for the meaning of family love.
But this is not their story.
^^
One day.
The Malay kid sent the Malay teacher to school.By motorcyle.
Arriving at school with white t-shirts and bleached jeans.
Not expecting..
Hearts pounding.Smiling.Fantasizing.
Saw a girl.Walking to the class.
Who is she?Self-asked question..
Ignored.
Drove off.
2nd Encounter.
Also not expected.
The Malay kid came to pick up the Young Malay teacher at school.
Bored to death.She got meeting with the other teachers.
Hmm..another 30 minutes to wait.
What to do?
Suddenly.
A sound is heard.So beautiful.Passionate piano tunes.
Full of lust.Attractive melody.
Whose fingers are playing this melody?
The Malay kid walked towards the sound.
Beautiful...
Malay kid's monologue :
"That girl.She played the piano."
"Should I approach?."
"Would she talk to me?."
Within seconds the girl is already in front of the kid.
Girl : "Hi."
..Afraid to reply,the kid only smiles.
Without even saying a word.
Both eyes are already filled with hearts of love.
Silence.
The Malay kid sat down on piano cushioned-chair.
Delicately touching the piano and played Bach - the Chaconne from Partita No. 2 in D Minor.
Girl : "You are amazing!Can you teach me that?"
The Malay kid just smiles at her.
..
And so their relationship grew day by day.
Happiness.
However..
Fate is an omen for the Malay kid.
Bad things are meant to happen in the kid's life.
Just when love is found, suffer comes tagging along.
One day.
The weather is partly cloudy..
Two lunchboxes.
Decorated nicely.
The girl waited.
Table for two.
...
The Malay kid never came.
Frustrated..she packed everything up.
She walked home in tears.
A crowd.
Surrounding..
The girl just walked home ignoring.
Because she is too occupied and sad.
Little did she knew..
The crowd she left was surrounding the person she cherished the most.
Yes, the Malay kid.
Beaten up by street gangs.
Stabbed real hard.
Bleeding out.Trying to call out her name as if it was the last word that the kid remembered.But nobody could understand a word....
911 was dialled.But too late.
.....
Silent.
Death is a dark symphony.
Their love has just started.
It was only beginning.But within a blink of an eye..it already became the ending.
Clouds of happiness are just not meant for the Malay kid.
Love is something that not everyone could feel.
*Budak yang mati dipukul dan ditikam secara kejam itu adalah seorang yang bisu dan tidak boleh bercakap.Asalnya dia bahagia bersama keluarga sendiri.Tapi selepas ibu bapanya kemalangan, dia dijaga oleh syaitan yang meminjam topeng kulit manusia.Ibu saudaranya seorang pendera.Kemudian dia melarikan diri.Dijumpai oleh seorang guru perempuan yang baik hati ingin menjaganya.Sebelum itu dia hidup di jalanan.Dia umpama berjumpa semula dengan kebahagiaan.Luka dirawat..Guru itu penyelamatnya.Sayangnya seperti seorang keluarga.Budak itu kemudian berjumpa pula dengan seorang gadis.Dia tak percaya.Dia layak bercinta..Rupanya dia juga diberikan peluang dan kesempatan untuk mempunyai perasaan itu.Mereka bercinta tanpa bahasa.Budak itu tak pernah meluahkan kata-kata cinta kerana kekurangan dirinya.Gadis itu tidak pernah ambil peduli.Dia sudah pun bahagia melihat kekasih hatinya tersenyum padanya.Mereka makan bersama.Berbasikal bersama.Bermain muzik bersama.Berjalan-jalan bersama.Menonton wayang juga..Seperti pasangan biasa..mereka cuba mencari bahagia.Sangka keduanya percintaan itu indah.Namun mereka tidak mahu terfikir atau berfikir kebahagiaan itu boleh diragut bila-bila masa.Apabila budak itu meninggal dunia..gadis itu hilang arah.Dia dikunjungi perasaan kecewa.Hari itu..budak itu melihat jamnya.Dia sudah lewat.Jadi dia mengambil jalan pintas.Lorong larangan gelap.Tiada yang sepatutnya melewati kawasan itu.Di situ dia ternampak seorang wanita diganggu.Terbahagi antara dua..Bantu atau membatu?.Pilihannya dia terus menuju ke arah mereka.Mereka lihat dia bisu..Dia dibuli.Dihentak.Ditikam.Didera.Dipijak.Dia melawan..kerana dia tidak mahu nyawanya berakhir di situ.Dia menumbuk jatuh 2 dari mereka..Dia mahu menunaikan janjinya.Dia mahu terus hidup!.Mereka terlalu ramai.Dia ditikam lagi di bahu kiri.Kali ini dia hanya mampu melutut.Meminta dilepaskan.Tapi dia terus dihina,dipukul.Cecair pekat merah gelap mengalir dari telinga,mulut,hidung dan kepalanya.Baju putih itu basah darah.Begitu berakhir hidup seorang budak Melayu yang kasihan..malang nasibnya.Perwira dan mulia niatnya.Tetapi tidak termampu.Kisah mereka tak berakhir di situ.
Writers note : If you're just wondering what the hell is Yon writing...this story is not just a story..because it's based on my dream.I once dreamt about this story and it continues.Almost 3 days I was dreaming of this.On the first day it was this story I wrote above.The other 2 days..I will wrote about them later.By the way, this happened 2 years ago and I wrote the story a year ago.
This is a video of Bach's Chaconne in D minor.Part 1 only.Part 2 is in youtube.
I am sleepy.
Bye.
cool. suka!
^_^
ang wt sendiri crita neh??
mcm xcaya..
heheh..
meaningful...
eman : saya juga suka.ada satu exciting twist for upcoming post.baca la kalau rajin.
marlyn : aku pun tak percaya..muahahaa.mimpi la.terjemah balik je.