Kahar opened his eyes once he heard the bell rang, signalling it was 5:00a.m.
He stretched his body and got up to get his towel and shower bucket.
"Kahar? Awal nye kau bangun..." Zahrin said, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Kahar only hummed as an answer.
Zahrin lifted an eyebrow, weirded out by Kahar's reaction when he finally remembered.
"Kahar sekarang ni bukan Kahar tau, dia berbeza. Kau takkan faham, cuma tolong perhatikan dia dari jauh,".
Zahrin didn't understand a thing but he knew one thing, Kahar wasn't alright.
A loud noise shook him out of his musing.
"Aduhh..." Hakeem whined, rubbing the bump on his head.
Zahrim gave a low chuckle, typical Hakeem.
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Kahar ate his breakfast without speaking a word. He didn't join the conversation being played by his friends.
"Penat doh aku dengan addmath, Cikgu Tina tu dah lah broken English aduhh," Hakeem complained, a frustrated expression on his face.
"Kau addmaths, aku bio. Kenapa lah aku tak dapat Mr.Sin? Aku pergi dapat Madam Cheng. Kau tahu, dengan slang cina dia tu, aku tak faham sepatah haram pun," Fahmi said, massaging his forehead.
"Kahar," Mia greeted, standing next to their table.
Kahar only gave a sharp stare at the girl.
"Jumpa jap, boleh?"
"Tak," Kahar answered before standing up and leaving.
"Weh Mia, ce cite. Apa sebenarnya bende ni?" Zahrin asked sternly.
Mia sighed and sat down at the once occupied seat.
"Dari segi perubatan mental, Kahar menghidap DID atau split personality disorder. Disebabkan past trauma Kahar, otak dia dah wujudkan satu personaliti dimana, dia wujud untuk jaga Kahar," Mia explained.
"Aku... Tak paham," Hakeem said, grinning sheepishly.
Mia sighed tiredly.
"Kahar kan dah lalui banyak trauma, jadi... Otak dan hati dia nak jaga Kahar, tak nak bagi dia tersakiti lagi. Jadi diorang wujudkan satu lagi orang dalam diri Kahar yang mampu jaga dia secara mental dan fizikal," Mia explained loud and clear, not loud enough for the students around them to hear though.
"Ohh okay faham faham... Eh jap, tapi kau cakap dari segi perubatan mental. Ada dari segi lain ke?" Zahrin asked.
Mia sighed.
"Waktu Kahar 7 tahun..."
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Abu Yamin walked into his house in a drunken state. His head was up in the clouds, he didn't want to feel any more guilt or grief.
It's been about a week since his wife died, all because of his mistake of a son.
The sane part of him knew that it wasn't anyone's fault, Rosilia's time had arrived and it was time for her to go.
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Kata-Kataku || Abdul Kahar
Fanfiction"Ku hanya mampu membisu,". A 16 year old who has been under Selective Mutism almost his whole life suddenly experience the most hectic and crazy year of his life. Is more to come or is it worst to come? Disclaimer:All the characters rightfully be...
