My mum is here with me.Dah bertahun idamkan mak disisi.She’s 80+.And I was always telling myself its now or never .
After my pa passed away,she made my sis home her home.And seldom would she venture away from the house.Coaxing her to come and stay with us for a few days would be met with lots of considerations.
Kesianlah dekat cucunya yang istimewa.Her eldest cucu is ill,thus she felt its her obligation to care for her.Though there’s the bibik to take care of the girl but with tok’s supervision,the welfare of the sickly girl could be ascertained.
Furthermore my sis too is on dialysis.Which means that every alternate day she would be away at the hospital.
But thing took quite a roundabout turn,when tokton feels that she wanted some fresh air for herself.
Having her with me means I could catch up with her stories,news about our relatives and mostly her intelligent advices.Anak mak yang tua ini pun masih perlu banyak teguran dan nasihat.At 85 she’s still sharp in her memories and I got to learn more about our ancestors.She would passed to me her many doas that she memorised.And also those cooking tips.What more,I got the much needed massage from her!
And my house too is getting her personal attention.Yesterday she cleaned the window sills of the room.Being a cleanaholic,no dust escaped her scrutiny.She helped fold the wash .She’s still nimble with her hands.But there were times when she felt lethargic and needed those sleeps.
And I like sleeping by her side.
Would I be like her 20 years to come when I would be her age.I doubt.The aches and the pains are here 20 years earlier.Poor me!