《Koleksi Seram》Rambut
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Kejadian ni berlaku dekat asrama, kisah seram memang lebih banyak dekat tempat seperti penjara ni tapi kenangannya memang pergh! berlambak dalam kepala!
Siapa kata asrama tak best? okay, memang tak best bila waktu suruh study. Solat subuh berjemaah, turun makan kena pakai baju kurung, dan tertembung dengan makhluk yang mengilai malam buta. Ya, aku tahu perasaan tu dan memang pun tak best tapi nak menimba ilmu punya pasal. Kita hentam sajewwwwwwlah
Okay! habis bab penerangan. Sekarang, aku nak kongsi cerita. Kenapa tajuk rambut? alright guys, cerita ni ada kaitan dengan benda yang halus hitam mayang ni. Orang melayu, panggil rambut. Mat saleh panggil hair. Hair lah sangat!
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Nama aku Hemeera, temanku panggil Meer. Eh? bukan ke panggilan lelaki? Ya, sesuai dengan aku yang berperangai sedikit kasar dan lasak. Temanku yang otak biol ni namanya Doddy, Eleen, Aing, Anna dan Ocah. Kami sebilik, dan semua temanku dari sekolah rendah. So, memang best ah sebilik dengan orang kau kenal. Kalau tak mesti janggal dan awkward. Omg! i cannot mak!
Sudah dekat pukul tiga pagi, bilikku masih lagi bising. Well, ada yang on the phone dengan balak dia. Tengok movie dan aku? aku syok korek hidung sambil baring. Dah nak masuk tidur sebenarnya, tapi mata tak nak tutup lagi. Doddy dan Eleen dah lama lena. Dia orang spisis koala, lebih tidur dari makan. Yang paling lewat tidur, si Ocah ni. Sejak dia mempunyai komputer riba sendiri. Dia asyik tidur sejam sebelum ke sekolah. Dah nak dekat tiga hari dia buat alah menatang ni. Pastu, bila dalam kelas. Melantak buat peta atas meja, bila dikejutkan mulalah mata tu macam orang melayan blue. Bongok betul!
Jam comelku berdering kuat, aku tersentak dan lempar ke lantai. Tak hairanlah kan, ni yang ke 237 kali jam hancur dek aku. Aku jenis susah bangun pagi, sebab tu aku letak jam tepi telinga aku. Baru aku boleh bangun! Hahaha!
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"Jam hancur lagi ke Meer?" soal Doody. sambil menyarung seluar dalam polka dotnya. Auh! comel!
Aku angguk. Ish minah ni! Dah tahu cendana pula, sudah tahu bertanya-tanya. Aku rasa betul dah peribahasa ni. Kot!
"Ocah bangun tak lagi?" soal Eleen. Si mak cik kecil molek yang caring.
"Dah bangun, sekarang tengah mandi" balas Anna. Minah arabiah yang cun!
Panjang umur, pendek tuan. Ocah keluar dari bilik air sambil menggigil kesejukan. Sejuk gila babi! pagi buta bangun mandi. Ergh! kalau kat rumah, aku buat tahi mata lagi.
Ambil masa dalam 15 minit jugalah nak bersiap untuk ke sekolah. Mood pagi ni aku kurang best, sebab tidur lewat punya pasal. Tahi hidung aku rasanya lima hari ni konfem dah tak ada. Habis aku korek, sampai ke ubun. Hehe, gurau je!
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Tujuh hari sudah berlalu, dan malam ni malam Ahad gitu. Aku dan macam biasa si Ocah, masih belum tidur. Esok sekolah, tapi mata aku tak pernah tak buat hal. Aku korek ganti baru kang! eh, tetiba panas pulak hati.
"Cah, ko buat apa?" soal aku. Syok bebenor minah ni main!
Dia berpaling ke arahku. Nasib aku jenis chill, yelah dalam keadaan gelap. Lampu laptop bercahaya, sekali pandang Ocah seperti capital H. Takkan aku nak sebut, muncul kan baru tahu! ops! celupar punya mulut!
"Main game" balasnya sepatah dan terus kembali menghadap gamenya. Ameba pigg je pon!
Aku mengganguk sekali, dan mataku terpancar ke arah pintu. Alamak! tadi tersebut sekarang sudah muncul!
Aku memandang Ocah, dia masih tidak sedar kewujudan si dia. Kalau aku tegur, nanti dia kacau aku. Aku baring pelan-pelan, tutup mata rapat. Dengan menggigil aku tidur, berpeluh bukan main lagi! jantung tak berhenti berdenyut. Bodoh! jantung memang kena berdenyut, kalau tak mati lah! uih, sempat lagi bermonolog. Aku tutup telingaku dengan earphone dan memasang lagu kuat-kuat. Pagi! silalah menjelma cepat!
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Pagi itu, kami terdengar teriakan Doddy. Aku menggenyeh mataku, dan terus mendapatkan Doddy. Doddy menuding jari ke arah sesuatu sambil matanya mula berair. Aku berpaling ke arah yang sama dan mulutku terlopong luas.
Omg! Ocah!
Bilikku dikerumuni ramai pelajar aspuri. Kejadian ni pernah berlaku sekali di asrama ni, tapi itu dulu. Seorang pelajar perempuan yang sering tidur lambat dan sejam sebelum ke sekolah dia baru ingin beradu. Selepas seminggu melakukan benda yang sama, pelajar itu telah berbaring kaku di atas katil sambil rambutnya yang panjang tersimpul di palang atas katil. Kalau nak membuangnya balik, memang susah. Jadi, terpaksalah memotongnya. Benda ni dilakukan oleh Hantu Kerinting kerana rambutnya yang berkerinting. Tiga ekor sekali datang dan mengingkat rambut mangsanya dan kejadian inilah berlaku ke atas kawanku sendiri! Ocah koma dua bulan selepas tu. Mungkin kau orang anggap kelakar tapi inilah sebenar yang terjadi. Dia hanya tinggal di asrama. Sebab, makhluk itu tahu asramalah tempat yang kebiasaannya pelajar buat masalah. Lagi-lagi, perempuan.
So, jagalah diri di asrama kalau tak nak terkena benda macam ni. Terutama, darah haid kau! bersih kasi hilang bau. Kalau kau ambil remeh, konfem badan kau kurang darah. Syaitan penuh dalam badan!
'Biar penat, asalkan selamat!'
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