I learn a lot about society by becoming a teacher. In Malaysian society, a teacher means you are a humanitarian; not only you teach, but you also project good moral fiber and ought to associate with typical society. When I was working as a banker, I admit that I was a bit nonchalant and ignorant about mingling with society; never to blame my work, but it’s because the nature of my work did not revolve around society which actually hinders the mingling. Nevertheless, being a teacher where society is our main clientele and the mutual good rapport is the essence; I have tumble down the walls that I built around my cocoon.
Humanitarian. Empathy to society.
Today, 24th October 2012, I received a sad news. Kak Lela’s husband, Abang Harith has passed away. It was a shocking news as well as full with bewilderment! I just parked my car coming back from Batang Kali when I received the SMS from Kak Lin! I literally jumped and instantaneously called Kak Lin to confirm the news. It was really a shocking news! Abang Harith was admitted to hospital for stroke and reportedly was beginning to recover slowly from the attack. But God knows better…. *sad*
Kak Adda picked me up around 8 p.m and Kak Lin and off we went to Kak Lela’s house in Taman Tasik Teratai, Serendah. There were many people thronging in the house and we went inside seeing the late Allahyarham Abang Harith’s body was laid there. Kak Lela was trying to confine herself being strong while few women came to her hugging and all. She was shocked seeing me but welcomed me in a weak smile. I looked at Allahyarham’s face. The tears trickling on Kak Lela’s cheeks kept running down while she tried to recoup her strength.
I was reciting Yassin beside Kak Lela when she tried to continue reading the Yassin (as women would come and hugged her, etc). It was merely 3-4 syllables of Holy verses when suddenly she blacked-off and FAINTED!!!! She was like a ragged doll jerked to the floor! Everyone went hysterical! Women came to fan her and tried to cool here. I was shocked but I couldn’t do anything. It was the first time I’ve ever saw someone I knew fainted and she was literally besides me just now! But I saw Kak Sarah’s husband, Cikgu Rahim kept reciting Yassin, so I also did that too.
Kak Lela must be feeling really sad. Who wouldn’t? A blissful marriage of 12 years and the two were very loving with each other. Everyone could see that. They always wear the same colour of shirts and Abang Harith was always visible in school picking up Kak Lela and all. The marriage was not granted with a child BUT 2 weeks ago, they have adopted a son named Nufayl bin Abdullah. Kak Lela was so happy with the presence of the little one and even showed me the picture of her son to me. But then, Abang Harith was attacked by mild stroke and reportedly the neck was broken due to the hit on the staircase (But I cannot confirm whether the latter is true or not.) He has been going physiotherapy lately and been gaining strength but God knows better.
Angie and her first adopted son, Maddox. The boy who changed her perspective about life and love.
My heart sank when I kept hearing Kak Lela was having some audible self-monologue. She was stroking and caressing the late Abang Harith’s hand and recalling how Arwah really yearned to become a father; now that she already ‘gave’ a son, he now left her. It was really sad because knowing Kak Lela as a cheerful woman. Ya ALLAH! *Sniff*
I have strong affinity of empathy but no matter how empathy you are, it can never measure the one who is experiencing the suffocating melancholy in the shoes. I can only pray that ALLAH SWT will give Kak Lela strength to overcome this. It will be hard and difficult to start the life back. 12 years together is not a short period. And to lose a husband right after she got a baby of their dreams is even sadder. I pray that my sister-colleague, Kak Lela will go through this. Ya ALLAH, gives her strength. One day all of us will go through the same phase.
“La Tahzan”. An Arabic term for ‘don’t be sad’.
I guess this incident has a strong impact to me because I know Abang Harith; as in knowing his face and talked to him once or twice. I also bumped into them at this year’s Batang Kali Ramadhan Bazaar. Always the two of them. Loving. But everyone goes back to ALLAH SWT. Secrets of ALLAH SWT. Inalillah.