imy

i miss Nek Aki :( eventhough i just met him and loyar burok with him in the evening, i still feel its not enough, i still miss him. i remember i interviewed him once for my school project about the world war 2. he was so energised and anxious telling me the story. and now he doesnt even remember me. and everytime i tell him i'm his granddaughter, he would have tears in his eyes. i guess that is when he remembers (or knows) that he has a granddaughter. and when his grandchildren are all gathered at the house, we would go next to his bed - sometimes one by one, sometimes all at once - and ask him 'you know who am i? you remember who's this boy? can you recall her name?' he always has a smile on his face while staring at our faces before he answers 'sik tauk' or 'sik ingat eh'. and then when someone say 'this is your grandson. he's working in KL right now. he's an architect.' 'and this is your granddaughter, she's also working in KL.' 'this is your other grandson, he's studying overseas, and now he's in Kuching for holiday.' 'and this is your six year old granddaughter, look how cute she is.' he would just nod his head and tears start welling up his eyes, while his mouth non-stop thanking God the Almighty, 'Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah.'

i pray for his well-being on earth and hereafter. Nek Aki, i love you :')

ps: see you again tomorrow, Nek Aki!