convocation

“yah, tunggu lah kejap. Alang alang dh sampai.”

“taak paaayahlah…jam nnt.”

“kak long dh book dh studio kat bawah tu. Nak tangkap gambar.”

“tadi masa sampai, kan dh tangkap gambar. Buat ape nak tangkap banyak banyak.”

“didi kejap lagi keluar.”

“kau nak cari didi mcm mana tgh2 org ramai ni…tak payah tak payah. Kita balik jer. Dh jom, lekas lekas. Kita dtg pon nak tgk dia amek scroll dia, dh tgk, balik lah”

He’s not into this kinda thing. Event2 yang ramai sgt org, macam kenduri kendara and graduation ceremony, well I think, merimaskan dia. And he was more of a pagoda shirt with blue jeans than baju batik with seluar licin kinda person.

That’s what happened on my brother’s graduation day. Very rare that my mother could join us on such events as before this, she always has to man the shop back home.

Tpi hari tu. Mama dapat join, along with my sister and Harris. And lucky us, masa nak masuk uitm, terserempak ngan abang didi. He led us to this secluded area, so that we do not have to park and ride – the usual drill bila time convo…we ate and chat before abang didi has to go into DSB, took a few pre-convo pictures together. Tapi, right after abang didi terima scroll, ayah dh nak cabut, but all of us wanted to stay, to take more photos and gambar kat studio. Tapi ayah dh rimas. All of us were very very very very disappointed. 

“tunggulah kejap ape salahnyer. Geramnyer aku long.”

“ko tau lah ayah, dia mana tahan benda2 mcm ni. Kejap jer bolehlah. Nasib baik sebelum didi masuk dewan, kita dh tangkap gambar.”

“aarhh, time aku grad nanti, ayah takde pon takpelah. Kang asyik nak balik jer.”

hah. Aku dapat ape yg aku nak. 

Memang ayah takde pon masa aku grad. Semua orang dapat stay sampai majlis betul2 habis. Heck, kitaorg dapat kot amek gambar studio and the whole post-convocation ritual.

Kak long bisik kat aku.

“ko ingat tak, ko pernah ckp ko tak nak ayah dtg majlis konvo ko…”

aku ingat…sampai sekarang aku ingat. Tapi aku tak ckp aku tak nak ayah takde masa aku dapat kerja, masa aku dapat beli rumah, masa aku dapat naik gaji, masa aku kahwin nanti, masa aku dapat bagi dia cucu……

aku tak ckp aku tak nak ayah takde ... ... untuk selama-lamanya...

masa my bro didi grad. in 2005. harris was a baby still...lisa? heck...tak wujud lagi. i took this pic btw.

my graduation. we actually took picture at the same spot. this was in 2008. harris dah besar...well...hello lisa...haha...kak long took this pic.