pass kat ayah jelah

After a few years…ko sangka moments like that dah takde lagi dah…as in…you know…macam tak tak ada efek kat atas diri ko lagi…hahahahaha…lanc….

Moments like that…it never leaves you actually…when you are least expected…boom! Dia datang balik…you thought you can be all cool and coy…nah…you are wrong…

She – this dear friend of mine – could not be at home on time to meet me…I have some things to pass to her…and so she said…

“ko pass kat ayah jelah b barang tu…”

“ok.” I said.

“aku kol ayah skang k.”

“ok.” I said.

And so I went…bagi salam…

Ayah dia keluar…not expecting me to arrive as soon as he hung up agaknya…I could see he just threw his batik shirt and hastily buttoned it up…

A bit of pre-amble…yadda yadda…then im gone…kejap je…pass barang je pon…

But it’s more than that…

There’s this thing about father figure kan…ayah-ayah ni memang ada paten diaorg yang tersendirilah…not just the round belly…scruffy face…hehe…

……………………………..adalah……………………………

But seeing him coming out from the house…her daughter’s house…the fact that he has been staying with his daughter for a few days now…spend time…chatting…eat together…ride on the same car…breath the same air…

I don’t know…I might be talking rubbush here…

I just miss my dad that’s all…

Mulalah fikir all the things yang aku tak sempat buat dengan ayah…mulalah fikir yang bukan bukan…

man the ride home was tough…

luar tak hujan…dalam kereta yang hujan.

Father figure…never fails to kill me.

Balik rumah…ape aku buat?

Ambik wudhuk…solat asar sudah…

Al-Fatihah ~ Allahyarham Zainal Abidin Bin Omar