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               “Sorry.”

               “Naz dengar ke?”soal Naqiuddin.

               “Don’t worry, I’m not a tale-tell.”beritahu Nazrin.

               Usai sahaja makan malam, Nazrin duduk di laman Impiana.Di satu sudut, terhias rimbunan Akasia ditengah-tengag pohon keladi gajah. Di sudut yang lain pula, ada dua pohon naga yang dikelilingi mawar beraneka warna. Rumput karpet menebar diruang-ruang kosong.Laman yang mempesonakan, namun entah mengapa dia tidak betah disitu.

               Kedengaran suara papanya, Syazrin dan Damia berbual-bual didalam.Nazrina dan Haqimi sudah naik ke bilik mereka.Abang Naqi pula entah kemana. Notebook nya dionkan. Kerja grafikal yang dibuatnya sejak minggu lalu dibuka, turut dipasang RealPlayer yang memainkan lagu-lagu yang digemarinya dan rakan-rakan baiknya.Jemarinya rancak bermain-main diatas pad kekunci.Dia terhenti ketika lagu kegemaran Nina berkumandang.

It never crossed my mind at all.
It's what I tell myself.
What we had has come and gone.
You're better off with someone else.
It's for the best, I know it is.
But I see you.
Sometimes I try to hide
What I feel inside,
And I turn around.
You're with him now.

I just can't figure it out.
Tell me why it's so hard to forget.
Don't remind me, I'm not over it.
Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.
I'm just a little too not over you.
Not over you....

Memories, supposed to fade.
What's wrong with my heart?
Shake it off, let it go.
Didn't think it'd be this hard.
Should be strong, movin' on.
But I see you.
Sometimes I try to hide
What I feel inside.
And I turn around,
You're with him now.
I just can't figure it out.

Tell me why it's so hard to forget.
Don't remind me, I'm not over it.
Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.
I'm just a little too not over you.

Maybe I regret everything I said,
No way to take it all back, yeah...
Now I'm on my own..
How I let you go, I'll never understand.
I'll never understand, yeah, oohh..

Oohhh, oohhh, oohhhh..
Oohhh, ooohhhh, oohhh.

Tell me why it's so hard to forget.
Don't remind me, I'm not over it.
Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.
I'm just a little too not over you.

Tell me why it's so hard to forget.
Don't remind me, I'm not over it.
Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.
And I really don't know what to do.
I'm just a little too not over you.
Not over you, oohhh..

               Bait-bait lagu nyanyian David Archuleta itu benar-benar terkena pada dirinya.

               “Nice song,” komen Naqiuddin.Nazrin tersenyum melihat abangnya.

               “It’s her favourite,”balas Nazrin perlahan.

               “Kenapa tak duduk dekat dalam?”

               Nazrin memandang ke arah pintu, sebelum tersenyum sumbing.Kedengaran suara papanya dan Syazrin.

               “Panas,”jawabnya ringkas. Naqiuddin tersenyum. Kepala adik kesayangannya itu digosok.

               “Ingat abang makan ke jawapan standard Naz tu?” soal Naqiuddin. Nazrin tersengih. Dia tahu abang Naqinya tahu dia tak betah bersama papanya.

               “Abang ni dah gaharu cendana pula, dah tahu tahu tu boleh tanya,” ucap Nazrin dalam peribahasa miliknya sendiri. Naqiuddin tertawa mendengar peribahasa ciptaan adiknya itu.