We all want to visualize our parents as young and vibrant, but they do become older and more frail. It's important then to return to them, those sacrifices they made for us earlier in life. - Anne.
Yesterday evening my friend texted me saying Fred's dad is gone and i thought he was joking. Just to make sure i texted him back 3 times, 'Are you joking?! and Don't lie!'. I told my parents and they called Fred's mum, Aunt Nor. Fred answered and i asked, 'is it true? Betul ur dad...' and he said, 'yeah, betul'. Tears striked down but i held back. I was speechless. Mama took the phone and talked to Aunt Nor. Mama comforted her and counselled her spirit words. Then mama said we're going to Ipoh tonight. I was still at Kg so Fred's Kg was just 1 hour away from mine.
When i reached there, it was very quiet. I saw the dead body from outside the house and my knees were weak. My legs were shaking. I went inside the house and shaked Aunt Nor's hands. They were cold. Mama hugged her tightly and chanted her again with spirit words. Aunt Nor's eyes were sad. They were red. I almost cried when i saw the arwah's body. I bit my lips and held my tears. I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to show how weak i was. Dad slipped the arwah's kain kapan and i saw his face. I remember that face. That face when i was his badminton partner. That face when he joked around, playing with kids. I almost cried again so i looked up, stared at an empty ceiling. Dad told me its not good to cry because arwah can feel the tears and suffer from it.
I kept staring and bitting my lips. Eventhough Fred and i are having a complication but i am now willing to put that aside when i saw his face. his red bursting into tears eyes. I'm so sorry. i said that to him twice and he just smiled. I kept quiet the whole time and listened to Aunt Nor's story about him. She told mama a lot of things which can't be explain through alphabets. Good things and they were suppose to fullfill one of the 5 rukun islam, menunaikan haji. Aunt Nor is a strong woman. I read surah yasin while listened to dad's story. He told aunt nor that there was this one night during the terawih prayer, he shaked dad's hand. His hands were tight and firm. He even joked around and pulled dad to pray inside. Aunt nor's tears almost burst again and mama comforted her. Then dan and his mum arrived. Aunt Mai sat next to me and read the surah yasin. I stared at arwah's body thinking of poor aunt nor and his 2 sons.
Arwah Nik Adnan was a workaholic and he worked hard for his wife and 2 sons. He was also a very vibrant and playful man. He loves to joke and play with children. He was a very caring and a kind person. He touched everyones hearts by the way he joke. He was also a one of a kind man. His wife and his sons are very grateful to have him in their life. He only left all of us because Allah loves himbut he didn't really leave. He will always be there in his families hearts. Al-fatihah. May Allah bless his soul. Amin.
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