Uncle Amat has been in & out the ward ever since the diagnosis result came out. He refused to stay longer in the ward for the environment suffocate him. Too many sick people around, scared him I guess. Every now & then he could hear other patients writhe. So he requested to be brought home.
"Ohh uncle tapuk (sorok) anggur, ndak mau share sama saya."
And he giggled while he handed me the grapes. Memories!
I was at home last Sunday evening, lying on the bed when Bunda received a phone call.
"Bie, mari pigi hospital. Uncle is in the emergency, critical they said."
We arrived at the hospital 20 minutes later. Went straight into the emergency area. We couldn't spot any familiar faces there so Bunda made a call. Bilik Sinar Harapan, my bro who was on the other line told her. Upon entering the room, I could hear Aunty crying. The moment she saw us, she cried more.
"Ha, aiso noh ii Akmat. Nokougad no ii Akmat" ---> "Ha, tiada sudah si Akmat. Jalan sudah dia"
"Bie, tiada sudah Uncle Bie. Tiada sudah. Kesian Uncle Bie, kesian dia."
I hugged her. Pat her back. Bunda did the same. It saddened the whole family but we have to stay strong for Aunty. We're her pillars of strength at time like this.
Alhamdullilah, his funeral went smooth. Without delay, without any obstacles. Praise be to The Almighty. Allah ease everything.
|Bunda with her sibling & in-laws.|
Ismail Family Gathering. Dec, 2009. Langkah Syabas Resort, Kinarut.
Standing L-R: Angah, Aunty Adie, Bunda, Aunty Sylvia, Aunty Ana (D)
Sitting L-R: Pakcik Niman, Uncle Amat (D), Along, Bungsu
|Raya last year (2013).|
"Aunty, redha Uncle pergi. At least, dia ndak payah sudah tanggung all the pain he suffered before."
And aunty smile at me.