Al Fatihah...

Alfatihah...

Last week, Tuesday evening to be precise while driving home, the good nite lullaby song came out from my handphone, so in my head its like, oooo, Abang call, mesti nak cakap he'll be late home coz he just finish meeting or the mother of all jam is happening along the nkve or there's flash flood that had block the road all together, but to get the answer, i answer the phone. No, something is wrong, something must be terribly wrong coz his tone is different, he is worry about something else which is worse than what i've thougt it could be. And he goes, "Yang, maktok nazak, Abang Ayie call tadi, dia kata nak balik mlm ni lps maghrib, so kita p tumpang dia lah". Nak pegi lepas maghrib, i still kat depan ijn, moving at like 0.00345 kmh and its already 6.40pm. Keeping myself cool, i kept on driving at that speed until i reached Jln Kuching then to Plus Highway. I reach home at 7.05pm, pergh, i have like about 1 hour before Abang Ayie come to fetch us to pack. Everything feel so not rite. Abang arrived home at 7.30. Packing, bath, Maghrib Prayer, dinner with mcd, we are ready to go at 8.15. Abang Ayie arrived at 9.00 then we depart. We arrived at Mak Njang house at 2am. Maktok is there, lying, she looks so helpless and so in pain. Mak Njang said they had people came for a yasin recital that evening. We stay until about 3am before heading to Abang's family house. At 11 am the next day, we went back to Mak Njang house. Other relatives were alredy there, MakNdak had arrive fr Kajang, Makcik had arrive fr Johore, Maktok condition is still the same. Mak Ndak, Mak Njang and Mak Cik take turn to teach maktok to "mengucap" and maktok follow. Syukur, maktok masih boleh mengucap. Then we take turn baca yasin. By lunch, maktok condition's seem to worsen. With tears, makcik ask everyone to mintak ampun dan maaf dgn maktok, so everyone take turn mintak ampun dan maaf dan cium dahi maktok. Maktok condition look the same until 6pm. Abang and Abang Ayie decide to went home. If maktok is not my granma in law, i wont leave, but man are not like woman, they feel it's ok to leave, so we leave, they thought maktok had been sick like that before and she had recover, it will be the same this time. So we leave at about 6.30pm. At about 8.20, we already reached Kuala Kangsar, Abang Ayie received call fr Mak Njang, Maktok was gone...... We turn back at KK's exit. Maktok had pass away at about 8.10, about 1 1/2 hour after we leaved. We arrived at Mak Njang house at about 10 pm. Maktok had been covered, she lying on the bed, looking so in peace. Mak Njang said that she had mengucap and said Allah all the time until the last breath. Then i go on reciting yasin, for about 4 times, no tears coming out fr my eyes. At about 12 midnite, we went to Abang's family house to get some sleep, she'll be buried at muslim cemetary at masjig gelugor tomorrow after zuhr. The next day, we went back to Mak Njang house at 8.30. Maktok is about to be bathed. Bathing ritual was done at the back of Mak Njang's house. Everything's ready by 11.30. We went to masjid gelugor. By 3.00 pm, maktok was sent to see Allah. Still not even a drop of tears came down my cheeck. We went home at 5pm. So, the loving maktok was gone. She was a very nice granma in law. I remember the time we cook together with other in law. I remember the first time we met, she look at me with an approving eyes and i love her so much. Last nite, Abang had make an omelette, it's a bit hard, i'm about to tell him that to make an omelette softer, he need to put a little bit water, but i cant said that. It make me feel so said, i'm thinking of maktok, after dinner, i cry in the bathroom, the first time i cry after maktok had gone. The tip on how to make an omelette softer was given by her. Then i take wudu' then after Isya' prayer, i recite the Al Quran. I will never see her again. Al Fatihah.....