Pergilah Sepi oleh Fauziah Ashaari

Ni bukan review.-
Membaca novel ini mengimbau zaman sekolah menengah dulu kala, pinjam ja. Takde pasal nak beli zaman tu ;) Bolehlah nak dikatakan Pergilah Sepi ini adalah antara 'first' novel cinta yang meragut kesucian otak aku sebagai budak baik .hoho.[zaman2 budak baru nak up gitu] Walaupun sebenarnya aku sudah lama membaca dan rasanya sebelum novel ini, aku sudah baca beratus (riak haha...) buku detektif Anak-anak Hadi -Hardy boys versi Bahasa, cerita Fifi si Arnab, komik Doraemon, cerita klasik alkisah dongeng kanak-kanak Melayu mahupun Inggeris etc.

Novel pertama FA ini tetap aku calonkan sebagai novel pertama aku. Hari ini aku jumpa balik novel ni dijual dengan harga paling murah ;) Terima kasih. Sebak jap! Memori sekolah asrama duduk kat bilik studi, lepaking plus tidur. Buku ni memang terbaik...

Tengok harganya. RM12(harga asal). Novel dulu memang sangat murah, boleh beli 10 lagi dengan bajet sekarang. Paling mahal, novel Tak Seindah Mimpi-RM24. Alaf 21 memang legend! Sekarang novel biasa boleh cecah sampai ~RM39. Itu tak termasuk limited edition punya harga yang naik macam harga hartanah kat Kolumpo.Adoi, kopak dompet!

Untuk semua memori otai- aku ucapkan terima kasih kat member yang kami nickname kan dia 'Opah'. Novel yang pertma aku baca ini milik dia. Dengarnya sebab bagi orang pinjam, 'pass-pass after' novel ini dah hilang jejak dan hilang dari simpanan dia. Sekarang dia dah jadi pharmacist dah pun, walau kami kawan kat fb pun jarang tegur. Sebab itu aku benci fb. 

Walaupun novel ini ada sekuel, aku tak pernah baca. Sebab tau, sekuelnya mesti tak best. 

By the way, I got this book for RM5 from online secondhand bookstore.

All hail, to memories :)
Don't worry, beheppy

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If you forget me - Pablo Neruda

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.”
― Pablo Neruda

In memories, Siti Jaharah Ariffin (1989-2013)
Al Fatihah.

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