From the eyes of a child,

MAK,
Hari tu kan mak, kenapa orang buat mak macam tu? Kambus-kambus mak dengan tanah. Lama-lama, adik dah tak nampak baju putih yang mak pakai sampai kepala. Mak tak pernah pun pakai macam tu! Hari tu saja.

Abah dukung adik sebab adik jerit kuat-kuat sebab adik nak ikut mak. Selalu tu, mak bawa adik pergi mana-mana. Lepas tu, adik tengok abah pun keluar air kat mata dia. Abah nangis ya mak?

Dah banyak hari adik tunggu mak kat rumah ni, mak tak juga balik-balik. Penatlah adik mak. Adik tau, mak marah adik sebab tak dengar cakap mak jangan main kat luar. Tapi adik degil. Sebab tu mak pergi jauh.

Ala mak, adik minta ampun. Adik janji tak buat lagi. Lepas ni, adik ikut je cakap mak ya. Adik janji, janji, janji tak buat lagi.

Kalau tak, siapa nak jaga adik nanti mak? Kalau abang marah adik, tak ada orang nak marah abang. Siapa nak peluk adik bila adik takut gelap dengan bunyi kuat-kuat kat langit? Kesianlah adik mak.

Abah kata mak tidur lama. Apa entah abah cakap. Adik pun tak faham. Macam mak selalu kata, adik kan budak kecil.

Kadang-kadang kan mak, adik dengar macam mak panggil `adik, adik'. Mak suruh adik jaga diri baik-baik, jadi orang besar. Tapi bila adik pusing belakang, mak tak ada pun. Mak main sorok-sorok ya.

Mak tak ada, adik sunyilah mak. Baliklah mak, baliklah. Mak sayang adik, kan? I love you two (too), three, four, five...

in retrospect, it came to me my old fashioned abah's story. his beloved mom has passed away when he was 9 years old. he always conforting me that i am lucky to have both beloved parents surrounding me. i am missing em so much. i dont know what life may seems to be without them. i think it is not to late to say, mama and babah, i love you so much.