atuk..
my atuk sakit..
on the 20th the other day, just a few hours before my Torts paper, my mom broke the news that my grandpa (the one n only grandpa i have left alive; her dad) was rushed to the hopital earlier in the evening and that she was rushing back to Muar to go see him. she didnt know that i had a paper that day-my bad- so i guess i cant say it was her wrong to have caused me feeling a little disturbed before and after the paper. alhmd, i want thinking much bout it during the test.
(the paper was soooo ugly and horrible taht i cant think straight huhu..as usual tak cukup masa lah kan..) br>
nways, yesterday, he backed out from a procedure. its sumthing like, they insert a small camera inside ur body..its painful so everyone says.. i feel so sorry for him. many of his frens recently passed away. some also had to go thru surgeries, and all those hospital treatment stuff. most importantly, his sister passed away a week ago. that hit him hard and really affected his health so i heard my mom say..my uncle who' studying in Cairo flew back to mesia almost immediately upon receiving the news. its not the first time my atuk masuk was warded within the period of one month. the last time he was warded, everyone thot it was 'time'. so many people gathered.
( atuk has many many frens. i sangat kagum. kalau raya, tak cukup tgn layan tetamu. altho he cant talk clearly anymore, people still come n talk to him)
they were crying and reading n reciting all that..alhamdulillah he's still fighting well. he really wanted to leave the hospital. awal2 nye, he already signed the agreement to the camera-inserting procedure. but he was crying all day long. i guess he was scared. so my aunty say lah. he's now safely at home. my aunties and uncles and also my nenek's taking care of him. i'm not shur whether they hired an extra nursing care or not. iAllah on my way back to kl this weekend, abah promied to balik kampung and see him..
my mom's sangat sedih and worried. i so can tell. when she comes home from work, whenever she sits down, especially when she's sitting at the dining table for tea or dinner, she'll kinda termenung kejap..and her face will look sooo cloudy. can u bayangkan that? my heart goes out to her..
i can still remember the day she lost her mom. i was 9. it was the morning of the 17th of Ramadhan. i was all ready to go to school along with my bro Zahid. he was in year 1 that time. we got a phone call. it was not so late after subuh. she picked up the phone and it was only after a few seconds i heard her gasped loudly. she placed back the phone and she ran inside her room and she sat at the edge of the bed. and she started crying. i just stood at her room's door. i just stared. and i cud tell sumthing happened to my gramma. she was already under intensive care for quite sumtime. it was her leg so i remembered;vividly. i heard my mom talking to my dad and then my dad left the room
(he went sumwhere i dun remember. but he was
very macho about it.
my dad mmg slalu macho hehe..sempat menyelit puji ayah sendiri)
anyways, later my mom told me n my bro that we wun be going to school and that we were to leave for Bpahat right away. it was only later she told us that her mom has just passed away. i was young, but not too young to understand death and how it could grief sumone. i'm not going to talk about the funeral or how the whole scene was when we arrived in BP..enuff said..
on the 20th the other day, just a few hours before my Torts paper, my mom broke the news that my grandpa (the one n only grandpa i have left alive; her dad) was rushed to the hopital earlier in the evening and that she was rushing back to Muar to go see him. she didnt know that i had a paper that day-my bad- so i guess i cant say it was her wrong to have caused me feeling a little disturbed before and after the paper. alhmd, i want thinking much bout it during the test.
(the paper was soooo ugly and horrible taht i cant think straight huhu..as usual tak cukup masa lah kan..) br>
nways, yesterday, he backed out from a procedure. its sumthing like, they insert a small camera inside ur body..its painful so everyone says.. i feel so sorry for him. many of his frens recently passed away. some also had to go thru surgeries, and all those hospital treatment stuff. most importantly, his sister passed away a week ago. that hit him hard and really affected his health so i heard my mom say..my uncle who' studying in Cairo flew back to mesia almost immediately upon receiving the news. its not the first time my atuk masuk was warded within the period of one month. the last time he was warded, everyone thot it was 'time'. so many people gathered.
( atuk has many many frens. i sangat kagum. kalau raya, tak cukup tgn layan tetamu. altho he cant talk clearly anymore, people still come n talk to him)
they were crying and reading n reciting all that..alhamdulillah he's still fighting well. he really wanted to leave the hospital. awal2 nye, he already signed the agreement to the camera-inserting procedure. but he was crying all day long. i guess he was scared. so my aunty say lah. he's now safely at home. my aunties and uncles and also my nenek's taking care of him. i'm not shur whether they hired an extra nursing care or not. iAllah on my way back to kl this weekend, abah promied to balik kampung and see him..
my mom's sangat sedih and worried. i so can tell. when she comes home from work, whenever she sits down, especially when she's sitting at the dining table for tea or dinner, she'll kinda termenung kejap..and her face will look sooo cloudy. can u bayangkan that? my heart goes out to her..
i can still remember the day she lost her mom. i was 9. it was the morning of the 17th of Ramadhan. i was all ready to go to school along with my bro Zahid. he was in year 1 that time. we got a phone call. it was not so late after subuh. she picked up the phone and it was only after a few seconds i heard her gasped loudly. she placed back the phone and she ran inside her room and she sat at the edge of the bed. and she started crying. i just stood at her room's door. i just stared. and i cud tell sumthing happened to my gramma. she was already under intensive care for quite sumtime. it was her leg so i remembered;vividly. i heard my mom talking to my dad and then my dad left the room
(he went sumwhere i dun remember. but he was
very macho about it.
my dad mmg slalu macho hehe..sempat menyelit puji ayah sendiri)
anyways, later my mom told me n my bro that we wun be going to school and that we were to leave for Bpahat right away. it was only later she told us that her mom has just passed away. i was young, but not too young to understand death and how it could grief sumone. i'm not going to talk about the funeral or how the whole scene was when we arrived in BP..enuff said..
*ryhn*
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