My heart sank. I just found out that Pak Su Id; my father’s youngest brother just passed away due to an accident. I was out at The Mines just now; after mending my worn-out working shoes and having a casual time with. When Kakak SMS-ed me; I was shocked and agog! Ya ALLAH!!! I was stupefied.
My mind swirled around the previous Raya circa 3-4 weeks ago. This year, we didn’t get to visit Pak Su Id’s house as our Raya plan coincided with theirs. But we got to meet them at Mak Ngah’s, Mak Anjang’s & Mak Long’s house. But my deepest regret was that I didn’t had the opportunity to have tete-a-tete due to time constraint.
He was always the kind of uncle who tried to bridge the gaps between his siblings and the relatives. I knew his soul. He would call once a while just to holler. I remembered that he helped us when Kakak first got her matriculation at Bukit Melawati which was an alien area for our family. We bunked at his former place at Kem Paya Jaras, Sungai Buloh. When he retired, he worked at MAKRO and even told Mak that there was this big sale offering big TV which was finally affordable for us (so we crossed the Malaccan Straits from Penang island to Seberang Jaya just for the TV!). He also suggested to Mak to buy the house now at Taman Suria, Jitra.
My mind is swirling with his images and kindness now. I can’t sleep. I have made my decision. It would be unpleasant to my own conscience not to pay the last respect to him. I plan to drive back to Penang. Probably just bunk at Mak Ngah Nah’s place. It will do justice to at least pay him the last respect he deserved. My heart is wrenched into thousand pieces.
During Raya 2010.
Inalillah. May ALLAH SWT bless you, Pak Su Id. I feel sorry that I didn’t made an effort to contact you more like what you did last time. This is a lesson for me to stay in touch more with my relatives; before they die. Inalillah. *Sobs*.