asing -i

"Bos, one latino cappuccino" Mata Joe berbalas pandang dengan pelayan yang setia di tepi meja.
"Make it two!" semput Rid menyampuk sambil tangannya menarik kerusi di hadapan Joe. Mengah jalan laju. Catatan ditulis lalu pelayan itu berlalu pergi.

"Kau order apa?" hidung Rid terangkat kasi udara masuk laju-laju ke peparu. Sesak nafas seketika. Buruk rupanya.

"Latino cino. Kau pahal, kena kejar dengan orang gila ke?" belakang Joe disandarkan dan kakinya dilurutkan ke hadapan, yang kanan menindih kiri. Lepak.

Nafas Rid semakin teratur. "Tak, saja nak warm up perut kasi lega. Nanti kembung minum cino." Tenang dia menutur. "Beb, aku ada masalah dunia beb." sambung Rid lagi. Joe angkat kening. Apa?

"Two Latino Cappuccinos ready." Pelayan lain pula menghantar pesanan. "Mak ai, cepatnya." Joe buat muka pelik. "Enjoy..." sapa pelayan itu sebelum beredar.

"Aku tak nak kawin dengan dia!"

"Gilos!"

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"What on earth is he doing?" kerut dahi jelas di wajah Fatin. "Let him enjoying himself fishing in the ocean." pandangan mata Sam diendahkan. "He is tooo..."

"Dah! Enough said. We will work on the other plan." Sam cepat-cepat memotong Fatin. Tak pasal-pasal lencun maccaron hijaunya nanti. "We will try to slow talk ke apa ke dengan diorang. Just calm and calm. Like me." sengih Sam sambil jari telunjuknya diarah ke diri sendiri. "Guys' brain is conpart...comtarment...compartment..hah! compartmental kot. Very complex. Tak macam Sam's brain ni, simply..."

"Blank!" riak tak bersalah Fatin menyambung. "Oooih, that hurts!"

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berbreak seketika...-.-"

Innocent

There was a lecturer lecturing on performing hajj in Holy Land, Mecca. During the lecture, one brother got caught sleeping in the class. The lecturer stopped the lecture then he approached him and asked...

"Dear brother, why are you closing your eyes?"

"Oh, I was imagining that I'm doing tawaf in Mecca."