He..
taught me how to use lastik,
taught me how to make ikan masin sedap gile2,
taught me how to sharpen the knives and parangs,
taught me how to use cangkul dan keri,
taught me how to korek lubang with pencebak,
taught me how to plant pisang and other pokok2,
taught me which benih jagung will grow well,
taught me how to joint two wood,
taught me how to use saw in a right way,
taught me everything which I couldnt get from anywhere but him.
He...
makes me..
feel what it is like to please an old man,
feel what it is like to drive an old man on a bike,
feel how clumsy an old man when they went to pasar malam,
feel how sorrow to be when being left alone in our old ages,
feel how happy when having a grandson who willing to do anything,
feel how particular and old man with time,
feel how its like to treat a sick old man,
.............feel how sad when he left me...after he asked when i will be back from college, after he said he will wait for me..
He did so many things for me.. for us..
i tried to pay..
with..
tied serban to him,
kiss his forehead,
pray behind him while he was lying quietly,
drive him to his last home,
read the talkin to him,
i did all of it even i know i am sending him home..
still hard for me accept,
Good bye..
my dearest old-friend,
my beloved little old man,
my only TOKWAN
may Allah bless you..
INNALILLAH HI WAINNA ILAIHI ROJI'UN
