Aca...

Happy Fathers Day to all the fathers out there.

Doesn't know what to do today besides calling Abah and wish him. Everytime father's day aku mesti teringatkan Arwah Aca. It has been almost 9 years since the day Aca left us. It was such an unbearable moment coz I'm the one very close with Aca and we shared all sorts of thing together.

Aca is a very handyperson. He did all the house decoration, gardening, plumbing, wiring by himself. Menjimatkan sungguh. And the outcome that I admire most was dinding kat rumah aku. He did it with plywood yang dipotong kecik2 and then dia tampal zig zag. Fuh sungguhlah menyamankan mata aku. Aca ada jugak buat mural kat rumah tu. Gambar pokok mcm dalam hutan. He's quite good in sketching scenery.

Aca tak pernah datang sekolah aku masa aku ambik hadiah or sukan. All these happen because masa tu aku darjah 2 kot..Aca datang skolah nak jumpa aku. Seriously I didnt' see him and was sitting at the back of teacher's car sementara nak tunggu Along finish her class. Aca said that he waved at me but I purposely taknak pegi kat dia sebab baju dia kotor..aku malu katanya. Aku nangis2 kata aku mmg tak nampak dia. Tapi since that day Aca dah taknak datang sekolah aku lagi..walaupun aku penah dapat nombor 1 masa peksa. Sedih sungguh time tu. Just want you to know Aca..I would be happy if you were beside me masa ambil hadiah and I didn't purposely hiding from seeing you.

Pernah skali tu aku tanya kat Aca. "Aca ni anak tong sampah ke?"...hahaha ada ke anak yg bangang ni gi tanya kat bapak dia soklan bodoh tu. Nak tau sebab apa aku tanya? Sebabnya he's the darkest among the rest of his siblings. Bukan dark yg sikit2 tapi dark banyak. Yang sama cuma tang hidung, mulut and the way they smile.

Sepanjang 20 tahun hidup aku ngan Aca, cuma skali je aku penah kene pukul ngan Aca. He gave one tight slap yang akhirnya aku demam bagai rak sebab terkejut agaknya. Itupun sebab Mama & Acama report kat Aca..kata aku degil, aku main tak reti nak balik walaupun dah pukul 7, aku taknak blajar, aku kacau adik2 yg lain, aku melawan Acama..mcm2 lagilah.

Still remember when I was 6, kaki aku termasuk dalam roda basikal. Aku tumpang basikal member..duduk kat seat blakang..ntah mcm mana kaki aku tersasar masuk dlm roda tu..waduh sampai arini ada tanda tu kat kaki..kire cacatlah aku ni sekarang. Hahahaha. Time tu darah jangan cakap and Aca was the one yang jaga aku. He designed 1 chair for me..Kosi tu dia letak kat tempat bertukang dia so that he can watch me. Masa tu aku ingat lagi Aca tengah siapkan rumah kecik2..sapa yang nak aku taktaulah tapi Aca kena buat banyak. Rumah kecik tu lawa sangat. Aca yang mandikan aku, suapkan aku and he did everything for me. How sweet for me to remember that moment.

Another thing about Aca is...Aca suka sangat membaca. We'll only buy paper every Sundays and Aca will get The Star for himself. He'll read every single page of the paper. Lagi satu Aca suka sangat baca Reader's Digest. Banyak collection RD kat rumah and when Along starts working she'll buy for Aca every month.

Masa Aca admitted kat GH aku baru start practical training. Every evening aku gi visit Aca kat ward. One day tu I bought him The Star but he did nothing with the paper. He looked at it and he ask me "What is this?" He doesn't know it anymore. Just imagine my feeling. Mama dah nangis dah kat hujung katil. Masa balik tu aku dah tak pikir lain..everything was about Aca and I cried in the bus. (Airmata aku dah laju dah ni..)

And not even a week after it Aca exhale his last breath. In the house with cigarette in his hand, sitting on his favourite chair just beside window. I woke up about 6.50 after sahur and saw him duduk tak bermaya. I called him..ingatkan dia tertidur kat kerusi but there's no answer from him. I touched his cheek..still warm but I realize he's no longer with us. No more pulse, no more heartbeat..and that's it. There'll be no more "Shil", no more "Baby" for me to hear. I didn't cry masa uruskan jenazah Aca. It was my promise to him. Tapi malam tu hanya Allah je yang tau how I feel. I miss him. And until today I still missing him.

No one can replace you Aca. But I'm lucky to get a good father in law. I know you'll be happy for it.

Aca dizaman kanak2nya. Time ni skolah kat Singapore

Aca & Mimi. Dua2 yang aku sayang dah pergi tinggalkan aku..

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