(2002)
'Dulu, mama macam mana? Adik... Adik tak ingat banyak...'
Izal had never been so frightened. Kahar was starting to forget about their mother.
"Dulu mama baik sangat, dia suka nyanyi, main instrument macam guitar acoustic, macam adik. Mama tak selalu bercakap, dia lebih suka berdiam diri dan berkata-kata dengan music," Izal spoke, his eyes softened.
"Adik dengan kakak Mia sorang je yang dapat darah seni mama... Nanti kita balik kelantan, abang bawak adik pergi studio lagi ye? Rindu abang nak dengar adik main guitar," Izal said softly, playing with Kahar's locks.
'Mama sayang adik?'
"Mama sayang adik sangat sangat, setiap hari dia layan adik tau! Dia selalu nyanyi kat adik, abang ingat lagi lagu tu," Izal smiled softly at the memories of his mother.
'Nyanyi,'
Kahar signed with a hopeful look.
"Tapi, abang nyanyi tak sedapp," Izal said to Kahar who still looked determined.
'Adik tak kesah, nyanyi, rindu mama,'
Kahar signed quickly, almost too fast for Izal to understand.
"Ha ye ye, yolah dik oi," Izal sighed.
He cleared his throat before singing.
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"Ku ditemani bintang dan rintik-rintik hujan..." Kahar rested his head on his brother's chest, his shoulders relaxing as Izal played with his locks like a cat.
"Kau ditemani dia, yang mampu mengganti... Tempat ku yang kau simpan..." Slowly, Izal massaged behind Kahar's neck, his weak spot.
Kahar immediately turned into liquid against him, his eyes drooping with sleepiness.
"Masih di bawah langit yang sama, tetap merenung bulan yang sama, walau menatap langit yang lama, namun kita tak lagi berdua~" Izal continued playing with Kahar's locks as the younger slowly drifted off into dream land.
"Masih berharap aku, kau cinta. Tetap membawa harapan kita, walau berharap seberapa lama nyatanya kita tak lagi sama..." Izal's voice gradually grew quieter at the end, noticing Kahar had fallen asleep.
Izal manhandled their position to Kahar being spooned by Izal.
He kissed Kahar's forehead softly, "Abang saye adik..."
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"Mu ni menyusohke aku ja! Lebih baik mu mati dari mama mu!" His father shouted as he continued beating the 9 years old Kahar using the rubber pipe.
Kahar could only cry, his mouth open as if wailing yet no sound escaped. He kept on hitting the ground in pain.
Suddenly, shadow appeared in front of him.
"Kahar~" He froze hearing that cursed voice.
"Tengok lah abang, tak suka lah macam ni," Hisham grabbed his chin roughly and forced Kahar to look at him.
"Wahh, comel nye Kahar nangis~ Kahar tahu abang suka bila awak nangis kan?" Hisham hissed, wiping one of Kahar's tears away.
Kahar trembled violently.
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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...
