I


“Please, Minn. Bukak tingkap bilik you.”
“Huh?”
“I’m freezing right outside your window. On the roof.”Minn tegak dari baringnya, telefon bimbit masih di tangan.
You what?”"
No kidding. Please...” balas Ashraff Omar.
Mata Minn menala ke tingkap yang ditutupi langsir. Putus fius ke apa mamat ni.
"Enough of your tricks, AO.”
“Minn, I’m dead serious.”
Ashraff Omar berdiri di atas bumbung porch rumah Minn Edina.
“Minn, you nak bagi I masuk atau you nak tengok I jatuh?”



II


“Not a step away from that spot, AO.” Keras suara Minn Edina.
“Minn, you tahu I takkan sentuh you pasal I hormati you.”
“Back. Off.”
Ashraff Omar akur. Langkahnya ditarik kembali ke belakang.
“I tak memaksa. I cuma meminta. I like you. I really really like you. I want to give us a chance. Permintaan I bukan untuk you terima I yang sekarang, tapi I yang akan change for good, for you and for me. For us. Boleh you bagi I peluang tu?”
Hujan masih belum berhenti.