A Year Passes On

15th Jan of last year, last day of my life having tea break with my dad - He said sedap pie biscuist ni, hmm sedap banana cake ni. I told him that it was given by my dear friend Zarin sweet sour, the blogger.

16th Jan of last year was the last day we sat for dinner. We bought jagung and stall food from the night market. I remember he ate a lot. That night, he and my hub went for a massage in Shah Alam. They come back late at night and my dad insisted on going back to his house. I found it strange but I dismissed it as "telatah orang tua"

The next morning, 17th Jan of last year, I saw him coming to my house very early in the morning. Another strange feeling crept in. Malam tadi balik, ni pagi pagi dah muncul. "Hmm naper pagi dah jalan Pa", he said "sajaaaa". He then sat down to have his breakfast and chit-chat with Jenny . There was it - the foreboding feeling that something was not right and there was a feeling of wanting to hug him for no reasons. I ignored both and proceeded to work.

18th Jan of last year, I did not see him at all for one whole day and night. Thinking of calling him at midnight but I just told myself that I could do that on the next morning.

19th Jan of last year, he called me at 715 informing me that he was going for a holiday to nearby destination. I said "dah sakit pun jalan Pa?", he answered , gelak gelak - "biasalaa :) "

And 15 minutes later, his number appeared again on my mobile- I picked it up only to be told that he collapsed and I better came where they were as soon as possible.

No matter how fast hub drove on that day- or even if I could fly and reach him in a second- I was still a second too late- timing Allah bila datang menjemput sangat tepat- sangat puntual- I will always be late no matter what.

At 4.30 on the same day, I saw him for the last time - bila kain kapan dimuka dibuka untuk tatapan terakhir, and that was last I saw his face close-up.  And he was gone. FOREVER. That was today  in the last year .

Al Fatihah