“Awak sayang saya tak?”
“Sayang…Kenapa awak tanya?”
“Just asking.”
“Sure?”
“Mmm…actually, ada benda yang bothers me.”
“Apa dia?”
“Saya tengok awak macam dah change…”
“Change?. What do you mean? Memanglah saya dah tukar colour rambut. Pink macam kena dengan my personality kan?”
“Yea, I think the new colour suits you. Tapi, bukan perubahan tu yang saya maksudkan.”
“Habis tu? Tell me, please. You know I don’t like secrets.”
“Well, memang pasal secrets juga. Saya rasa awak banyak keep things behind my back.”
“What things? Every encounters between me and the other guys, I cerita kat awak kan?”
“I know. Tapi I think there’s more to it.”
“More? Takkanlah my stories tak detail? By the way, apa relation between change and secrets ni? Tak paham lah.”
“Mmm…awak sekarang dah tak macam awak yang saya kenal 2 tahun lepas.”
“And…?”
“Macam awak banyak berahsia dengan saya.”
“You’re making me confuse. Rahsia apa dia? Takkan Victoria’s Secrets kot?”
“I got to know from one of my friends, yang awak gi meetup dengan budak tu.”
“Budak mana?”
“Budak yang awak have sex kat dalam kereta dia tu.”
“Ah…that boy…saya jumpa dengan dia 2 kali je. Pastu tak jumpa lagi. Lagipun, dia busy sekarang. Got exams.”
“That’s what you told me. But, from what my friend told me…”
“Hold on, which friend? Ikan buntal tak sedar diri tu ke?”
“For me to know, and for you to find out. And, please jangan kutuk-kutuk my friends, ok.”
“Like duh?! Memang dia tak sedar diri. And awak percaya dengan apa yang your friends cakap? You don’t trust me?”
“Macam mana nak trust, kalau awak dah banyak kali tipu saya.”
“Itu dulu, ayang. Janganlah nak ungkit-ungkit lagi. Buat sakit hati je. Well, awak yang nak sangat buat open relationship in the first place.”
“Yea, I know. Big mistake. Awak tak puas hati dengan saya ke?”
“Huh?! Talking to the mirror? Look, awak yang started the whole thing, So, saya play along je la.”
“Awak betul-betul sayang saya?”
“Kenapa ni? Berapa kali nak tanya? Yea, I love you. Mahal kita.”
“Then tell me kenapa I don’t feel the love anymore?”
“How would I know? Atau awak yang tak sayang saya lagi?”
“Saya sayang awak, tapi saya confuse. Awak buat saya confuse.”
“Apa ni? Mula-mula cakap pasal change, pastu secrets, sekarang confuse?”
“Entahlah. Saya rasa mungkin saya yang dah berubah.”
“Look, don’t talk rubbish, ok. Honestly, both of us dah berubah. And, one thing for sure saya dah muak nak dengar benda-benda macam ni.”
“See, awak dah tak sayang saya lagi. Awak dah malas nak layan saya.”
“Hello?! Saya tak cakap saya tak sayang kat awak. Don’t put words into my mouth. Awak nak gaduh ke ni?”
“Bukan nak gaduh. Just nak tell you about the things inside my head.”
“Malaslah nak layan awak. I think better awak gi kahwin je dengan your friends tu. Baru awak tak confuse.”
“Janganlah cakap macam tu, ayang… takkanlah saya gurau-gurau sikit pun tak boleh?”
“Huh?! Lain macam je gurau-gurau awak ni?”
“Yea. I was just teasing you.”
“You owe me a kiss.”
“Tu je?”
“Yea. Takkan nak lebih-lebih? Malam ni saya takde mood nak buat apa-apa.”
“So, awak dah nak tidur dah?”
“Yea, macam sleepy pula.”
“Elok lah tu. Jom tidur. By the way, dalam your drinks tadi, I put poison.”
“Hahaha! Awak ni kalau buat joke memang numero uno. Muka maintain serius lagi. Hahaha!.”
“Yea…goodnight…”
“Goodnight.”
And the next morning, only one of them woke up.
