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I Used To Be One Of Them

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ishhh..



sebenarnya, aku tak berapa ada niat nak ceritakan hal ni. tapi tadi baru jea aku tertengok iklan Fizz Fairuz buat panggilan palsu dekat tv2. HAHAAA.

sudahlah buat panggilan palsu, buleh ketawa-ketawa pulak tu.

akhirnya, dia kena penjara 1 tahun dengan bayaran denda entah berapa Ringgit Malaysia yang iklan tu tak tunjuk pun dia bayar. hehee.

bukan niat aku nak buat lawak pasal iklan tu lah. saja cakap jea.



tapi, bila tengok muka polis dekat iklan tu macam serius jea, aku teringat pulak. dulu, masa kecik-kecik lah. aku pun pernah buat panggilan palsu. bukan salah aku, nombor telefon tu yang senang sangat nak simpan dalam kepala otak aku nie.



yang pasti, bukan aku sorang lah buat kerja tu. aku dengan member aku masa darjah 1 dulu. budak tu tua setahun dari aku, pandai lah jugak orangnya. sekarang entah dah bersekolah dekat asrama penoh kat Melaka - kalau tak silap.



kisah nya macam nie. dulu masa aku darjah 1, aku balik sama-sama dengan member aku tu. nama dia Faizal. hahaa, memang macam-macam kerenah pun. kteorg selalu sangat balik lambat. almaklum lah, dulu muda-muda tak senang betol kalau duduk diam tak buat apa-apa. hahaaa. lepas tu, dekat sbelah skolah kteorg tu ada perpustakaan. sbelah perpustakaan tu ada pulak pejabat pos ke abnde ntah. mungkin bukan pejabat pos kott.



depan pejabat tu ada banyak sangat telefon awam. sekarang dah takde lagi. bangunan tu pun aku rasa dah takde. mula-mula, kteorg guna telefon awam tu untuk call nombor rumah orang jea. mana dapat? maen agak-agak jea. sengaja betol mengganggu ketenteraman awam.



tapi, lepas dah bosan dengan kerja tu. kawan aku nie, entah apa sakit dia satu hari tu, mengajar aku call nombor 999. aduhhh, kalau lah waktu tu macam zaman sekarang ni, dah lama aku pun kena penjara sama-sama dengan dia kott. tukar warna lah MyKad aku agaknya, keh keh keh. cikgu aku lah mengajar tu. kata dia, MyKad bekas orang yang penah duduk kat penjara tu laen. warna apa aku tak ingat.



dah, sampai situ jea lah aku nak bagitau. karang lebih-lebih kott menganiaya diri sendiri pulak. tapi kes nie dah berlalu. aku sekarang dah tak buat kerja tu. aku fokus dekat pelajaran sekarang. nak maen nombor, aku tekan kalkulator jea. banyak kerja matematik dengan add maths yang kena aku siapkan daripada aku buat dajal pergi dail nombor yang aku taknak sebut tu. hehee, lepas tengok iklan tadi. fuhh, sikit seram lah jugak. kalau aku tak kena penjara, orang yang bertanggungjawab membayar bil telefon tu yang kena penjara. kesian lah, dia pun ada hidup sendiri jugak.



aku rasa dalam banyak-banyak kerja tak tentu arah yang aku buat, benda nie yang aku paling tak suka ingat. hehee. bak kata kawan aku, " Umirul memang suka kena aim ". tapi bukan macam nie cara nya aku carik pasal.

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