ramadhan.
always remind me to lots of things.
with the lovely crowds..
and beloved people.
kecik2 slalu gak ikut arwah mok, arwah moknab jalan ke surau which is we call balasoh. (the word might be came from madrasah). kalau hujan, hujan la.. kdg2 bila ma suruh rasa berat tak nak ikut. ma cakap buat teman arwah mok. so that i forced myself to go. masa tu skolah rendah. tudung senget2 lagi, baju kalerful. arwah nenek akan ingatkan, jangan bising time org solat. kalau tak larat, duk diam2 kat tepi. balik jangan berlari nanti jatuh. arwah mok suka duk saf depan, so, budak2 katanya duk blakang.
skang, semua org2 lama yang aku slalu duk ikut p balasoh were gone. and i miss them soo much.
semoga Allah merahmati mereka semua.
time ramadhan jugak org akan main bunga api berdentum berdentam.
arwah mok akan ckp "diorg ni teringin berperang ke? diorg tak merasa bunyi kapal perang...takut"
and she continued watching the sky at nite and amik wuduk utk solat sunat..
after solat dia akan baca Quran sampai dia penat and slept by covering the whole body.
"tido itu umpama mati.baca 3 qul, pastu dah jangan bercakap. tdo"
gelap. mmg xnmpak ape.
she cant stand ubat nyamuk, sbb tu ubat nyamuk hanya akan ada time kitorg tdo umah dia je.
oh, rindunyaaa..
waktu bbuka ramadhan dengan dia sgt simple.
"kenyang sgt tu nanti payoh nk smaye".
she always kept herself all the troubles sampai ke akhir hayat.
she just want to keep we all her families ni happy.
"nanti aku dah takdok agaknya puok2 mung ni bkumpul gini lagi ke dok?"
sambil sapu mata.
oh, how i miss her.
innalillah..
it has been 8 years since she gone.
and i always feel her present.
in my heart.
semoga Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas roh Sepiah binti Ismail.
amin..