CHAPTER 20
LONDON’S P.O.V
Saya tidak dapat express my feelings saat saya nampak my little criminal standing right in front of me… beautiful… so beautiful in gold…
And when she asked me to open my mouth with her husky voice like that, macam bukan lagi mulut saya saja saya mau buka, macam saya mau buka baju saya sekali, drag her up my room and fuck her good… 😏
Tiada perempuan yang pernah menaikkan nafsu saya seganas ni… not even… ya, not even 'her'… no woman ever triggered the fire in me when I’m sober…
It has been 16 years since I’m sober… substances sober…
Sicily hmmm…?
“You look like you just walked out from a fashion magazine…”
Tersedak si little criminal… did it hit home?
Maybe I should google what is there in Sicily on Christmas… tidakkan kau jealous, London? Tapi kenapa dia di Sicily bukan Milan?
She’s a supermodel… she travels… tapi….
Haihhh.. tapi apa lagi? She’s right here with you, celebrating Christmas dan yang paling penting, celebrating your birthday…
Wow, penting oh kau kan si tunangan celebrate birthday kau, London?
And when si little criminal brought up about Christmas presents for the kids… banyak sudah mainan dorang tu, tidak payahlah mau beli-beli present bagai… Jangan mau cadang-cadang bagi duit ah, ibubapa dorang ni semua boleh masuk dalam list Forbes Most Riches sudah… 🙄
“London…” frust betul suara dia…
“Yes, sweetheart?” saya mengukir senyuman paling handsome…
“What are you even good at…?” hmmm…? menghakimi dan menjatuhkan hukuman?
Saya mendekatkan bibir saya di telinga little miss criminal…
“Kissing…” I whispered… mmm… sweet roses filling my senses… “and fucking…”
Kimberly terkeras, terkaku di posisi… dia mendongak, sambil menatap wajah saya dengan mata dia yang terbulat…
Tangan saya merayap ke paha dia… mmm, soft… selembut sutera… macam… ugh, saya tidak tahan… saya mengusap paha dia, semakin merayap menaik tangan saya…
She sucked her breath… then her hands on mine and mouthed ‘no’
Everyone was talking, chatting with one another… no one’s eyes on us, right?
Kimmy gave me a warning look, tapi saya tidak mempedulikan amaran dalam pandangan mata dia tu..
She closed her eyes… nafsu…? Then I saw her lips tilted into a smile…
Not good… not good for you, London…
“Puan Sri…” Kimmy’s eyes wide open… “Mom…”
Mom…? 😳 Awal juga? Maybe aunty first would not be as awkward, isn’t it? Mom looked at her with a smile… dad pun… pandai dorang cover their surprised looks… tsk tsk…
“Yes, darling?” mom tanya…
“How did you named London..?” huh? Soalan apa tu? “Did you and dad named them in every city and country they were conceived in…?”
OKAY, LITTLE CRIMINAL…. 😨
Sedangkan kami adik-beradik pun belum pernah tanya mom and dad kenapa kami dinamakan after cities and countries… inikan pula kau tanya ibubapa saya kalau kami dinamakan sempena tempat-tempat ibubapa saya bikin kami… astaga…
Semua orang di meja makan kalau bukan terbatuk, ada yang tersedak, ada yang ternga-nga…
Saya… terketawa…. Dad pun ketawa…
“You, Mr. Psycho…” she whispered to me… “Must have been conceived overlooking the London Bridge…”
Mati saya terketawa… dad macam terdengar pula, he boomed with laughter…
“you’re a smart girl…” dad bilang..
“so, little criminal…” I looked at her playfully… Terbulat mata dia “better make sure we’re in a city with a cool name… you wouldn’t want our baby to be named Kota or Kinabalu…”
imagine bah Kinabalu Robinson... bunyi macam kedai runcit saja... 🤣
I thought I got her... I should never underestimate my little miss fiancée…
“then we should have our honeymoon in Cuba…” dia bilang..
“Cuba…?” ni kali saya yang terbulat mata…
Kimmy shook her head, as if telling me I’m stupid…
“slow…” dia cakap saya…! “if we have a girl, her name will be Havana… if it’s a boy.. then he’ll be Cuba… like Cuba Gooding Jr.”
Havana, the capital city of Cuba.. the heaven of cigars…
“Good choice…” saya menyetujui… hahaha! “but shouldn’t we go to Milan first? Your parents are there... Then Venice..? How about Florence?”
“Then we’ll have too many daughters, London…” dia jeling saya… HAHAHAHA!
“Boleh tahan kamurang dua ni, belum kahwin sudah planning nama anak…” Sydney mengolo…
“Make sure kamu tidak terkandas di KL ah… manatau flight cancelled atau delay ka..” Holland menyampuk… “Lumpur terus nama anak kamurang…”
Bergegar tu meja makan dorang semua ketawa…
Little criminal pun turut ketawa…
“What are you laughing at, little criminal?” berkerut dahi saya…
“lucu bah…” terbatuk-batuk lagi tu…
“jaga you... ketawa-ketawa sana…” saya jeling dia… “bawa kau to Kuala Penyu baru you tau…”
“jahat oh you, psycho…!” dia ketawa terbahak-bahak… “saya tidak mau anak saya punya nama Penyu…!”
That was a night full of laughter… she looked more beautiful when she laughs.. jarang saya nampak dia ketawa… senyum nakal, sememangnya selalu… tapi dia tidak selalu ketawa… eh, saya pun sama kan?
“it’s 9.30pm sudah…” Chester berdiri… “Syd, let’s go…”
“ai, mana kamurang mau pergi ni?” saya tanya adik-adik saya…
“Chester’s club… it’s Christmas Bash at the club…” Sydney lompat-lompat macam mau start partying sudah… “partyyy!!”
“kami ikut…” Bella announced…
Wah, ketaralah rindu mau clubbing semenjak sudah beranak… Bella ending her party hiatus tonight… jangan saja mabuk, nanti bertambah lagi askar dia sama Jordan…
“kami pun…” Holland..? 😳
Holland and Thania semenjak dua menjak ni yang anak-anak dorang sudah besar dan sudah sekolah, rajin betul ni laki bini berclubbing di club si Chester..
“Kamu tidak mau ikut, Don…?” Sydney tanya saya…
I looked at little criminal… excitednya muka dia… belum sempat saya jawab Sydney...
“Mau…!” Kimmy yang jawab…
Haihhh…! Rosak plan saya mau angkat dia naik atas to my room…
Putus harapan… 😒
***
At Chester’s club…
Kau akun sajalah, London… yang tunangan kau memang hot, memang sexy, memang cantik dan mata-mata lelaki in the club memang patut kena tumbuk, kena tembak, kena cucuk pakai pisau sampai buta…
Banyak Christmas songs sang by the live band… ya meriah lah Christmas for people in the club...
Saya hampir mau menguap sudah… mata saya layu-layu sudah ni mau tertidur…
sampailah saya tersedar si little criminal dancing dan ada lelaki mau dekat-dekat dia… let me make it into plural… lelaki-lelaki mau dekat dia..
I know she can take care of herself.. her gun is tied to her paha… saya terpegang masa saya ramas paha dia time dinner di rumah saya tadi… Saya rasa saya gila sudah ni…! Boleh-boleh itu menaikkan lagi nafsu setan saya… sial…!
Aik…? Ada lelaki yang siap bagi business card lagi… pantas saya berdiri, temper saya naik sudah di kepala…
I snatched the business card from her and throw it on the floor…
“Psycho….! Why did you throw it like that…?” she frowned at me.. kenapa juga dia mau the business card?
“why can’t I?” I asked dangerously.. “you sh..”
“kesian bah tu makcik cleaner mau sapu you buang-buang sampah like that…” dia marah saya… “pick it up…! And throw it in the ashtray sana meja…”
Saya diarahkan sebegitu sekali… saya tunduk juga, ikut cakap si tunangan… saya pungut tu business card dan membuang dalam ashtray di meja kami…
Bella and Thania kasi ketawa saya yang kena marah macam budak-budak… kitai… 😒
I looked at her, si little criminal a little tipsy sudah with all the liquor that she drank sejak dari rumah lagi… I pulled her to the leather couch, saya duduk, but I let her stand…
“dance here saja…” saya tarik dia in between my legs… biar dia menari di paha saya saja…
“tidak mau…” muncung tu bibir macam mau minta kena kiss…
“sini saja..” suara saya mengeras… aii, keras kepala…
Then dia naik atas saya… I can see her nenen putih-putih in her low cut gold dress… her long curly hair touching my face…
“I…” Kimmy covered my mouth with her fingers…
Automatic lidah saya menjilat jari dia… I can taste the cold metal on her finger… our engagement ring… saya tersenyum…
“you…?” I looked into her eyes and whispered… berdebar jantung saya menunggu her ‘I…’
“I… want you forever even when we’re not together…” DUSH jantung saya…!
Terus dia pusing, tidak sempat saya tangkap pinggang dia… she took a mic on the table and threw one mic at me… nasib saya tersambut… damn…
I thought she meant it…!
“🎶I want you forever even when we’re not together… scars on my body so I can take you wherever…🎶”
Then the DJ got into the tune through her lyrics signal… 🎵Bad Things🎵 – Camilla Cabelo & Machine Gun Kelly
** Kimmy: oh? Up on stage, dia membelakangi saya… then she turned… swinging her hair **
🎶Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?🎶
** Kimmy: sssss… BAD things hmmm? Dia gigit lagi bibir bawah dia sambil menekankan that ‘BAD’**
🎶If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated🎶
** Me: I’m sitting, chilling on the rapping… I knew you would come back? Neahh, you shocked me to death… but I want to make you scream sampai ke syurga… ahhhhh… **
🎶Nothing's that bad
If it feels good
So you come back
Like I knew you would
And we're both wild
And the night's young
And you're my drug
Breathe you in 'til my face numb
Drop it down to that bass drum
I got what you dream 'bout
Nails scratchin' my back tatt
Eyes closed while you scream out
And you keep me in with those hips
While my teeth sink in those lips
While your body's giving me life
And you suffocate in my kiss
Then you said🎶
** Me: so, that’s what you said earlier, little criminal… “come here…” I said through the verse… becking her with a finger..**
🎶I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body
so I can take you wherever like
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body
I can look at you whenever🎶
** Kimmy: nopes, I don’t know the ‘BAD’ things you like, but I’m going to find out… very very soon… saya tersenyum… dia catwalk like the supermodel that she is down the stage.. I patted my lap for her sit on me…**
🎶Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated🎶
** Me: mmm… the insanity, the craziness… **
🎶I can't explain it, I love the pain
And I love the way your breath
Numbs me of novacaine
And we are, Always high
Keep it strange
Okay, yeah, I'm insane🎶
** Me: that pretty little vixen… sekarang kau tu sudah kan, little criminal… **
🎶But you the same
Let me paint the picture
Couch by the kitchen
Nothin' but your heels on
Losin' our religion
You're my pretty little vixen
And I'm the voice inside your head
That keeps telling you to listen to all the bad things I say
And you said🎶😘
** Me & Kimmy: my little criminal duduk di paha saya… saya tidak pernah menyanyi dengan mana-mana perempuan even throughout my Vegas days… **
🎶I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body
so I can take you wherever like
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body I can look at you whenever
Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated🎶
I signal for the band to get the mic from us… tapi yang mengambil si Sydney… seems like my brothers going to rock out Jingle Bell night..
Kimmy cuba berdiri, tapi saya tahan dia… saya memeluk pinggang.. nenen dia di muka saya… I put out my tongue dan jilat lurah nenen dia… ahhh!
Kenapa saya ni..?! semakin lama semakin saya tidak dapat kawal diri saya around this little criminal…
“I want you forever… and I’ll make sure that we’re together…”
Salah tu si Machine Gun Kelly mau akun not being together… ini London Robinson, saya tidak akan lepaskan kau, Kimberly Bestian…
“mmm… geli bah… ada-ada saja you this, Mr. Psycho…” dengan masih her sexy ass atas paha saya, dia pusing menengok Sydney and Jordan on stage… swaying her body in a dance…
Dagu saya on her shoulders, hugging her waist… saya mengelamun… dalam club yang bising pun I can get so lost in my own thoughts….
Thinking about kids, thinking about not letting her go… are you ready for marriage, London?
Argh!!
Teringat terus saya pagi yang Kimberly sedang bersarapan di rumah saya after waking up in my bed… when I asked her… how about kids without marriage…
But if I don’t marry her within one year, what if someone else will…? kusut! kusut fikiran saya..
“I am willing to go to hell with you, but I won’t let you go to heaven with anyone else, pretty little vixen…”
“huh…?” pantas di menoleh ke arah saya…
Huh? Did I just say that outloud? Terlepas ka tu kata-kata dari mulut saya…? did I voice out my thoughts?
Huh? Baru saya tersedar juga selama si little criminal dengan asyiknya watching Sydney and Jordan on stage, jari dia menggesel-gesel sambil menarik-narik lembut bulu dada saya… jangan saja dia cabut sudahlah… 🤣
“nothing… come here…” I pressed the back of her neck and brought her face down to mine… kissing her full lips… tangan saya dari pinggang dia naik perlahan-lahan.. mmm… nenen…
She parted her tongue… she tasted of whiskey and wine…
It became hotter, I pulled her body closer… dari paha, now she’s sitting on my hard d*ck… tapi macam dia tidak rasa saja my erection sedangkan dress dia nipis saja dan saya semakin menekan d*ck saya yang keras against her…
Ada 2,3 minit baru dia sedar… she pulled her lips away from me and looked at me dengan mata terbulat.. saya mengukirkan senyuman gete…
Tsk tsk… you know me for the cold and cynical Tuan Hakim… you never know how bad and so sexual I can be, little criminal…
A waiter came and refilled our glasses…
“thank you…” she looked up at him with a sweet smile… “wait… boy…”
Kenapa dia suka senyum macam bikin panas sama waiters ah?
Di Hilltop dulu pun gini juga… then dia saluk pocket baju saya… mencari apa tu…?
“Money bah..” dia bilang… huh? Money?
“kasi him tips…” Kimmy masih menyaluk pocket saya yang cuma berisi my cigarettes…
“buat apa?” yang betul okay… “Chester sudah kasi gaji dia bah…”
Mulut Kimmy terlopong luas…
“I can’t believe you, Mr. Fiancée…!” dia mencapai for her clutch on a small table next to me dan mengeluarkan… a note… RM100…?
RM100! For tips!
Saya rebut tu duit dari dia.. dia rebut balik tapi tidak dapat..
“give that to me…” dia bilang… tapi saya kasi angkat tangan saya, dia tidak sampai ni… hahaha! “Fine!”
Dia jeling saya, then she smiled… dia saluk her clutch, got her purse out, took out all the RM100 notes setebal 3inchi and gave it to the waiter… berapa ribu tu..? 5k, 6k...?!
“here, take this…” she said…
“ban.. banyak ni, miss…” nervous tu waiter…
“ambil saja…”Kimmy bilang tapi the waiter relunctant… “ambil atau saya tembak kau….” Dia ugut tu waiter…! 🙄
Little criminal kasi naik her dress menampakkan her gun yang tied to her paha… saya cuba mau rampas tu duit beribu-ribu yang dia bagi the waiter… habis dia tampar tangan saya…
“NOW!” fuh, now she sounds like a bloody daughter of a mafia… or the mafia herself..
Laju terus tu waiter ambil tu duit… she smiled in satisfaction…
“Little cr…” saya marahlah dia ni…
“chup..! shut up stingy old man…” stingy old… what…?! Kitai!
FINE… kau tunggu… little miss criminal..
“Let’s go home…” that three words buat jantung saya dubs dubs dubs…
“ho.. home…?” her eyes still wide but her mind blur… then baru dia macam tersentak dari lamunan… “awal juga you want to send me home, psycho…?”
“comelah… I mengantuk sudah…” saya angkat tubuh dia yang masih berada di atas saya… “I have work tomorrow…” not exactly a lie, I check the case files everyday bah even on Sundays… di rumah 😏
“eee… put me down…” dia tumbuk-tumbuk dada saya.. “I can walk..”
“nopes… nanti you escape..” alasan…!
“uii!! Mana kamurang?” Sydney called out…
“pulang…” saja saya jawab…
“awal juga…” Holland menegur…
“boring…” satu-satu patah saya jawab… tidak juga bah boring, tapi boring tidak boleh buat lebih-lebih sama si little criminal…
***
Dalam kereta…
“don’t you dare…” saya ugut..
Sengaja saya kasi gantung handcuffs yang dia menggari tangan saya dulu di rearview mirror… saya mengerlingkan mata ke arah dia sambil tersengih… dia faham-fahamlah tu… 😏
“I won’t…” Kimmy bilang dengan penuh keyakinan…. “you sending me home apa…”
Home apa… tsk tsk…
5 minutes driving…
“PSYCHO!” tiba-tiba Kimmy menjerit… “where are you taking me…?!”
“home..” selamba saya jawab si tunangan…
“but m…my home is over there…!” dia kasi tunjuk jalan lain bila saya drive pass the flyover menuju ke arah Sutera Harbour…
Is this the 2nd time saya culik dia balik rumah saya…? hehe...
“over here is also your home sudah, sayang…” saya ramas paha dia dengan tangan kiri saya…
PAK..! dia tampar tangan saya… terketawa saya…
“I want to go back to Holly’s…” dia memuncung mulut dia…
Saya teringat macamana dia di club tadi kesyokkan meramas-ramas dada saya… menggesel-gesel bulu dada saya… mmm..
Sampai saja simpang traffic light masuk Sutera Harbour, the traffic light’s red...
saya pandang ke hadapan sambil senyum…
“what are you doing…?” suara si little criminal hampir tidak terkeluar…
Saya meneruskan unbuttoning my shirt… last button’s off… saya buang my shirt to the back…
“what do you think I’m doing…?” saya menatap muka Kimmy yang memerah, sambil saya tersenyum dan menaikkan satu kudou…
Kimmy menggigit bibir bawah dia… mata dia stoon-stoon menatap dada saya…
ouch, that sexy look…