Syurga, neraka, and lol, it’s Lolina.

Terangnya Ahad di Damansara mungkin kerana hijau daun disimbah kuning matahari itu meluaskan warna; dan membuka kelopak cendawan dan melebarkan spektrum 7 warna dari kaki langit, ke dada syurga dan ke kaki langit sebelah sana — pelangi; merehatkan mata bila bumi Damansara ini sudah puas dibilas rahmat dan menenangkan jiwa bila aku lagukan bahasa dalam kepala. Udara yang segar dan perasaan yang nyaman ini lembut dan enak bila disentuh sedikit kehangatan, dan bila selesai hujan 20 minit, dan matahari kembali ke posisi 2.00 petang. Syurga, tak boleh buka lama-lama aku rasa, syurga kan sedih, asyik menangis sahaja.

Aku suka matahari, dia panas. Macam nereka. (Sekarang, kamu senyap, baca balik semua yang tertinggal, dan pura-pura faham).

(Kemudian, matikan kefahaman itu. Bunuh si kura-kura. Dan tinggalkan sifat ingin tahu. Biar aku pimpin tangan kamu, okay?)

Sekarang, aku hidupkan cerita petang semalam.

When the heavens opened, the pressure in the bottle made the heady perfume of exotic jasmines and daises, maybe lilacs and roses or maybe there wasn’t any flower in it, jump to my collar t-shirt — it was raining outside when i made sure i smelled like Sunday — fresh but yet bold and a little dangerous, preparing myself for another lunch date.

Sunday happened like a novel, i put on socks, tied the shoes, locked the door, went downstairs and summarised what had not occurred yet. But when it really happened, Sunday, just like a novel, her prologue melted the sun, turned the day into dark clouds, gave you a heavy 20 minute rain, and returned the light and put rainbows in the sky so when you smile at the story it tells, there’s still be sunshine for epilogue.

Summarising Sunday when it had not occurred yet, had made me 10 minutes late to dating Lolina.

“Hi Lolina, i’m reaching already, where to meet you ah?” to have been late, had made me a tad worried.

“I tengah lepak kat luar, level 1, sebelah dia ada starbucks,” these weren’t her exact words, for i had summarised it.

“Ok, i jumpa you kat situ. You tunggu i lama ke? Sorry sangat!” indeed, these were my exact words.

I walked through the crowd, passing by the chatter in their head, wondering why the best person to talk to, was ourselves and if God started as a chatter in someone else’s head before it was a belief. Before He was a higher entity, before there were stories of a tree, a forbidden apple, a naked guy, a butt-naked girl, of conscience and the hilarious Lucifer — there was always sin in laughter. Maybe it all started like mine, it all started in our mind. God never really existed, only in our head, i thought. Never as physical as when Lolina’s soft skin touching mine when she grabbed my hand for i had reached to the bench she was sitting on.

“Hi, hihihihihihi. Sorry i lambat!”

“Takpe,”

Dan becerita lah Ahad tentang syurga dan nereka.

Lolina, sampai bila kamu mahu sayang aku secara sembunyi-sembunyi. Huhu =P