Dia Hanya Dipinjamkan Buat Seketika…

17 09 2008

Lewat tengahari semalam, aku dikejutkan dengan berita sedih dan memilukan hati. Salah seorang sahabat OneZeroFivers sedang meratap kehilangan anak sulungnya yang baru berusia enam (6) bulan. Aku termangu seketika selepas menerima perkhabaran itu dari jiran sebelah rumahku menerusi YM. I find it hard to digest the news.

Tengahari itu, Ayue memberi perkembangan terkini dan serba ringkas keadaan di hospital. Katanya sahabat OneZeroFivers itu dan isterinya sudah tenang dan redha dengan pemergian anak kesayangan mereka. Tersentuh benar hati bila mendengarnya.

Alhamdulillah, lewat petang semalam setelah selesai tugas di pejabat, aku tergerak hati untuk menelefon sahabatku. Panggilan telefon diangkat oleh isterinya. Katanya mereka masih dihospital. Lantas kuajak jiranku (sepanjang bulan puasa ini, kami berkongsi kereta ke pejabat) pergi ke sana segera. Mujur jua Allah mempermudahkan laluanku, kebetulan jua Yeye (Cu Yen) tiba di rumah sejurus selepas kami sampai. Rifqi kutinggalkan bersama Yeyenya. Mujur juga si kecil faham.

Kami bergerak pantas ke hospital; terus menuju ke Bilik Mayat. Suasana hening meyelubungi. Di atas pelantar, aku lihat jenazah sedang dimandikan. Ibu dan Ayahnya ada disisi. Si ibu menyambut ziarah kami dengan senyuman dan ucapan terima kasih kerana sudi menziarah. Aku tidak mampu menahan air mata lagi melihat ketabahannya. Ya Allah, Kau kurniakanlah kesabaran kepada mereka berdua.  Aku hanya mengangguk tatkala isterinya berkata-kata.

Menurut isterinya, mereka telah membuat perancangan untuk ke Indonesia dalam sedikit masa lagi kerana adiknya akan bergraduat. Tiket telah pun dibeli; namun mungkin tiada rezeki katanya. Aku masih mengangguk dan terusan menitiskan air mata. Aku lihat isterinya jua membendung air mata dari gugur.

Kemudiannya kami semua terdiam, sunyi seketika.

Isterinya berkata lagi. Katanya baru-baru ini mereka telah membeli banyak lampin bayi berikutan ada jualan murah, untuk dibuat stok. Sekarang, tanpa adanya permata hati mereka, katanya dia tidak tahu apa yang hendak dibuat dengan stok lampin tersebut. Dan aku masih lagi mengangguk dan terus-terusan menitiskan air mata. Aku lihat isterinya jua masih cuba membendung air mata dari gugur.

Kemudiannya kami terdiam lagi, suasana hening.

Hanya kedengaran bunyi air yang dijirus ke badan jenazah.

Sekali lagi isterinya berkata-kata. Katanya, mereka ada membuat perancangan untuk mengabadikan potret mereka bertiga di Pasar Seni, namun masih belum berkesempatan. Agak terkilan katanya. Sekali lagi aku mengangguk dan menitiskan air mata. Sambungnya lagi, “Tadi saya ada bercakap dengan suami, pesan kami pada Fique, sekiranya ada apa-apa perancangan yang hendak dibuat bersama-sama anak, teruslah laksanakan, jangan bertangguh, nanti menyesal.” Dan kali ini aku betul-betul menangis.

Ketika petugas memberi peluang kepada pasangan suami isteri itu untuk memandikan anak mereka buat kali terakhir, sayu dan hiba betul hati bila melihat isteri mengusap-usap kepala jenazah anak mereka dan menyapu titisan air di wajah jenazah. Menunjukkan betapa kasihnya dia terhadap anak itu. Selepas ini tiada lagi senyuman dan ketawa anak ketika diagah. Tinggallah Ibu dan Ayah sendirian.

Selesai memandikan, isterinya berkata lagi. Menurutnya, dia nampak anaknya seperti sedang tidur, tenang dan aman. Aku terdiam. Sambungnya lagi sambil tersenyum; sebelum ini katanya dia yang akan memandikan anaknya, dan kali ini dia melihat orang lain pula melakukannya. Aku terdiam lagi.

Petang hening itu, aku menyaksikan jenazah anak mereka dimandikan, dikafankan, disembahyangkan dan dipangku untuk dibawa pulang ke rumah, iaitu sebelum dikebumikan di Presinct 20 pada jam 9 malam. Dan petang itu jua, aku menyaksikan ketabahan kedua-dua orang sahabatku ini yang bergelar Ibu dan Ayah menghadapi dugaan di bulan Ramadhan. Dugaan yang aku sendiri tidak pasti samada akan mampu kulalui.

Buat Arman dan Ima; salam takziah kuucapkan. Ketahuilah, bahawa anak suci itu akan menanti Ibu dan Ayahnya di pintu Syurga.

Amin.

 

 

 





On Being Mom

9 07 2007

It’s been a week since my lil’ baby went to school. It was such a relief to learn that he can adapt well with new environment. Being overly protective, I end up checking on him everytime I hit the ground floor.  Having our lil’ baby here with us is such a blessing. I feel that my husband and I bonded so much closer. Our last weekend was spent mostly @the house. My routine now starts as early as 4 a.m. for it is our lil’ baby’s feeding time. Right after that, I will need to press clothes for Baba and myself. Next on the list is to pack lil’ baby’s bag for school. If I have a chance, I catch a wink of sleep for a while. Surprisingly, I enjoy doing these stuffs, and waking up early is not a burden at all, anymore. 

I sleep rather early nowadays. And I am pretty sure that tonight will be the same. Unless, our lil’ baby throws tantrum. At 10 p.m. everynight I shall be off to Dreamland. Leaving my husband to attend lil’ baby if he stills wide awake, of course. For tomorrow morning, it is my turn to babysit lil’ baby. 

I’m in a learning process now. Trying to understand on how to distinguish between lil’ baby’s cries for food or because he’s sleepy. To avoid ruining my working attire (especially whenever I’m wearing dark-coloured kurungs) with little white spots, I’ve learned to place lil’ baby’s towel on my shoulder for he oftens spit up after been burped. These are just a few things I’ve learned. Surely there’ll be more coming. Soon. 

From what I know, I believe the two of us; my husband and I are adjusting to our new found love. 

Our angel.

Our lil’ baby.

Our undomiel. 

Muhamad Rifqi Naufal.

Our Undomiel





Being Aromatic

29 11 2006

This morning the moment I entered my cubicle, I was greeted with a lovely scent. A scent that I fell in love with. It instantly boosts up my mood. I had the same scent lingering at home too. And Zam loves it too. I know that because he did not voice out any objection even though I believe the scent seemed to be a little strong last night.

Having the chance to drop by at Alamanda yesterday allowed me to browse for things at Lovely Lace. After a few minutes of scanning, I decided to buy a burner, some candles and my favourite scent. For a moment, I was torn between two choices – my all-time favourite scent or English Rose. In the end, I chose to be loyal to my favourite scent. And clearly I have no regret. I made the right decision.

And….

The scent is called Teddy’s Dream.

(p/s: I was thinking of sparing the whole aromatherapy thingy for my confinement period. But now it seems that I just couldn’t resist the temptation to burn more and more candles…Can’t help it! It’s tormenting and it’s torturing!)





A Solution To Mind-Blowing Bussiness

28 11 2006

Lately, I feel tired easily. Even standing up in my two feet seems like almost an impossible thing to do now. The pain get worsen at night but today it feels less uncomfortable. At least whenever I move, I’m able to take bigger steps than yesterday. Phew!

I was thinking of taking an early leave a day or two before the estimated due date. Meaning this week would be my battleground to finish all the never-ending work. Duh! You might be thinking that if I’m so burden with work, how can I manage to find time blogging, right? Hehe, I see blogging as a sort of escapism for me. It’s more like an expression of my dis/satisfaction(s) in every aspects of life. Therefore, no matter how burdened with work I am, writing blog is always No.1 in my problem-free list.

Hmm, now I’m feeling better already. Talking about mind therapy! I think I should start working immediately. Ciao for now..

Hasta manana mi amigas.





Weekend Summary

27 11 2006

As usual, I religiously went for check-up every Saturday. The result was good and no problem seemed to appear. A great news to begin my weekend with.

Sunday morning was lazily spent by cleaning up the house. The bed sheet and pillowcases clearly needed a change. The mirror needed a good wipe as well as the carpet which needed to be beaten. Zam bought our officially brunch at the nearby stall. I had white rice with daging masak kunyit which tasted damn good! (p/s: It tasted extraordinary good because I don’t have to cook for lunch. Haha..)

Later, on the afternoon, off we went to Rawang for Pak Ngah and Mak Ngah’s kenduri naik haji. We arrived late as it was hard to find our way there. You see, I have only been there for like twice, and everytime I go, Pak Ngah will fetch me at the commuter station. Going by myself this time proved to be a nerve-wrecking! Luckily, my dear Zam was born with good instinct and we’d find our way successfully.

Upon arriving, Mak Ngah had prepared us a table full of dishes. Not forgetting Zam’s favourite air tebu freshly made from the sugar cane grown at the back of the house. I even helped myself for the second helpings. Nyum.. We had a little chat and both Pak Ngah and Mak Ngah seemed excited talking about their soon journey. We left at about 5.30 pm.

Our next destination was to Alias’s place in Selayang. We went there to visit Su who had given a birth to a son. The baby is so tiny (even if Su claimed that he’s 3.5kg) and peaceful in his sleep. He has minor jaundice and perhaps within 1-2 days, he’ll be okay. My motherly instinct was touched everytime he squeaks and made small gestures…yeah, talking about being emotionally attached to the baby! At approximately 7.45pm we left the house and went to the nearest surau for Maghrib prayers.

It was during this time when I first encountered the pain that I’m feeling today. It was not comfortable as I can hardly walk or squat. The worst part of it was it limits my movements. However, I guess that’s the sacrifice that every mother is willing to do for their child/children.

Whoa, I admit that I’m a bit nervous and extremely excited at the thought of becoming a mother in a few days time. I hope that everything will turn out safe and okay. Insya-allah. In the meantime, I shall cherish every moments with joy and laughter.





Omigosh! Bloody BP?

20 11 2006

Doctor : Good Morning…How are you feeling?

Ziggy : Good Morning Doc. I’m feeling great.

Doctor : Good. Hmm, let me see, your urine test is OKAY but somehow your BP (blood pressure) reading is slightly higher than before. Nevertheless, it is still considered under control.

Ziggy : Does it mean that I’m having preeclampsia?

Doctor : It’s too early to say that but I’ll monitor your condition from time to time. Have you ever experience any throbbing headache or blurry vision?

Ziggy : Nope, but there was one time when I suddenly felt like I’m going to faint.

Doctor : Well, if that’s the case, you’ll have to watch what you’re eating from now on. Try to lessen your salt intake. Otherwise, I’m afraid that we’ll have to undergo induce procedure for you to deliver your baby. Anytime you have severe headache or blurry vision, make sure you come straight to the hospital. Do you think you can do that?

Ziggy : Sure Doc. Thanks.

Doctor : You’re welcome.

That was a part of the conversation I had with my Gynae on Saturday morning. Yup, my BP reading is higher than usual. I tried to think of the reason but still I was left with missing puzzles. Could it be the stress at workplace or the overly-consumed century eggs that I loved so much? After hours of brainstorming, I suddenly remembered the lamb curry I had last night at Gda’s open house. Yeah, now I’m 100% sure that it could most probably be the culprit which triggered the problem. Huh! Anyway I could never blame it because the foods were very tasty and superb.

 To avoid any complications, I made a vow not to take any salty foods within my last days of pregnancy. A vow that I intend to keep. I will. And I’m sure of it.

I guarantee.





It’s All About My Baby

6 11 2006

My weekend was fully spent as I had to go for medical check-up on Saturday morning. The check-up took almost two hours to complete and it was already noon by the time it was done. Therefore, we went to our favourite place to eat and went back home straight away. The plan was to go to Kak Endang’s open house in the evening. But something came up, and the plan was cancelled. We went to pasar malam later that night and I suddenly had a craving for Own Sukamari beehoon sup. Luckily, the were not many people there and I managed to buy one. Slurp…  Sunday was spent cleaning the house. I woke up early to cook mee goreng for Zam. We had our lunch at Ayue’s house and the food was super delicious. I had troubled finishing my meal whereas Zam took his second helpings. However, I was a bit disspointed that I did not get to taste my all time favourite – laksa. I was so full and almost bloated!After fulfilling the invitation, we went to JJ to grab baby’s needs. Both of us were a bit clueless about what to buy. Fortunately, all my former collegues were there! They were the ones who helped me in finding the essential and necessary things. It felt more like a shopping marathon to me. One moment we were at the clothes section and seconds later  we rushed to the toiletries area. I was being nagged by the promoters as it was not Sales period anymore. But still, Kak Eda managed to give me a staff purchase which entitled me for a 40% discount.  Whee…great! I grabbed some colourful outfits as the previous ones were merely cool shades. Thanks a bunch to Kak Eda, Kak Yus, Kak Liza (whose already 9 months pregnant), Safirah and Ah Wong. You guys rock! I had the most splendid time ever. Yahoo!    





Hakuna Matata!

10 08 2006

Hakuna Matata…I first heard or learned the phrase from a Disney movie- The Lion King which my younger brother was fond of. It simply means No Worries! How I wish that I could just do that in my everyday life…Sigh…Last nite,I realized that it is hard not to worry about little things as it generally affects you as well. I went back home with my loyal passengers when it was about 6.10 o’clock in the evening. We finally reached Bangi around 6.35pm. You see, I’m not a fast driver as I am being careful not to put much pressure to my body as I’m pregnant. After a very slow and steady ride, I’ve decided to pay a visit at my favourite groceries to buy some raw materials (fish and vege) for my dinner. At first I thought of buying some chicken for our dinner but then I remembered that my other half had grown tired of eating chicken for these past few days,so I bought fish instead. Right after that, I paid another stop at Lengkuas and bought the ever tasty Tom Yam Campur. I dunno why but I really find that the Tom Yam somehow tasted exactly like the one at Jack’s Seafood in Desa Pandan. Surprise…surprise!! Later I went straight back home. I was surprised to find that my husband had not yet reached home. I don’t really want to spend time in the house alone as I don’t feel comfortable to do so. But nevertheless, I walked up straight to the house and watched some kind of a programme on the TV while waiting for Maghrib prayer. Deep inside my head, I was calculating that maybe I could performed my Maghrib prayer together with my husband. So I waited for a while…..while waiting, I also managed to scrap the fish and prepared them for cooking. I waited till it was almost 8 o’clock. Afraid that I’d missed my Maghrib prayer, I decidec to performed it alone. I just coudn’t afford to wait anymore. Later one, I went to the kitchen to prepared the vegetables. But still I couldn’t focused to the chores as I was WORRIED. Bad annd nasty thoughts came to my mind. I shooed the thoughts away by praising a silence prayer that everything is going to be Okay! However, my heart ruled my mind. I broke down and cried. With tears running down my face, I fetched my shawl and decided to wait for my husband at the Lobby. That was the least that I can do to gain comfort. After a few minutes, I saw the shadows of his motocycle. I had mixed feelings. I knew that I could burst down to tears any minutes now…and I also knew that I could leap up of joy at that moment. Finally, I went with the former. My husband was clueless and all that he can say was, “Don’t cry….y’know I have a lot of work to do”….I clung tightly to him and can’t stop crying. Actually I was a bit embarassed as I knew that I was acting a bit childish, but still I can’t help it! There’s ain’t no HAKUNA MATATA!!!!!! I apologised later for being such a worri-ER and the nite ended up as it is supposed to be…Me and my husband enjoying our dinner…Hehehehe…

Me & My Other Half...