2 January 2020
The start of 2020, the first day of school.
I received a message early in the morning saying Mak Long passed away. Mak Long Gemencheh is Abah's eldest sister.
GB allowed me to leave school at 10. By 12 p.m, I arrived in Gemencheh.
I wasn't really close to Mak Long personally. Her children and I have a very huge age gap. As I get older I get closer to them especially after Abah passed away. I became my family's representative for all family events.
As much as I hated this kind of news, it's inevitable. We have to brace ourselves. Yet this is really hard for me.
As I kissed her for the last time, my heart whispered, 'See you again, Mak Long'
I will miss her. Miss us together.
Tonight, as I listened to Mundzir's recitation, he sounded like Abah.
I thought I was being emotional. Turns out they felt it too.
This longing, sometimes hurts. 🙂
Al-fatihah. Rest in peace Mak Long.
This post is not exactly written on this date but with excerpts and notes written on the particular date of this event.
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