My auntie, one of two surviving ones, passed away in Kemaman on Wednesday night after several months without solid food due to old age.
Kalsom bte Hassan, 80 (at least that's what appeared on her MyKad)was a healthy woman until last July when she was admitted to Kuantan Hospital for treatment. Since then, she lost her appetite and will and kept herself in bed most of the time.
Ibu, as she is affectionately known to everyone, had requested to take care of my little sister, Yam after two of her own passed away at a very tender age.
Yam took great care of my Wak Ngah and Ibu for as long as we remembered, just how the couple had taken care of her all these years.
Wak Ngah passed away about seven years ago when we were in JB and since we had just gone back to KL for Syakirin's wedding decided to give it a miss.
But not this time. Together with Norlida, Kak Wai and Kak Tah, we embarked on a journey to Kemaman to visit Yam and family.
We managed to have a last look at Ibu and made it back to KL after filling the car with satar, keropok lekoq and sotong.
The last time I met Ibu was in April and somehow forgot to bid her goodbye as we left Yam's house.
Last month, we were supposed to drive down to Kemaman but was called off as Norlida was not feeling well.
And just two days before she passed away, we made plans to travel to Kemaman to visit her during the weekends. But God has made his decision.
So long, Ibu. Songs about you will play on everytime Mother's Day is around the corner.
Kalsom bte Hassan, 80 (at least that's what appeared on her MyKad)was a healthy woman until last July when she was admitted to Kuantan Hospital for treatment. Since then, she lost her appetite and will and kept herself in bed most of the time.
Ibu, as she is affectionately known to everyone, had requested to take care of my little sister, Yam after two of her own passed away at a very tender age.
Yam took great care of my Wak Ngah and Ibu for as long as we remembered, just how the couple had taken care of her all these years.
Wak Ngah passed away about seven years ago when we were in JB and since we had just gone back to KL for Syakirin's wedding decided to give it a miss.
But not this time. Together with Norlida, Kak Wai and Kak Tah, we embarked on a journey to Kemaman to visit Yam and family.
We managed to have a last look at Ibu and made it back to KL after filling the car with satar, keropok lekoq and sotong.
The last time I met Ibu was in April and somehow forgot to bid her goodbye as we left Yam's house.
Last month, we were supposed to drive down to Kemaman but was called off as Norlida was not feeling well.
And just two days before she passed away, we made plans to travel to Kemaman to visit her during the weekends. But God has made his decision.
So long, Ibu. Songs about you will play on everytime Mother's Day is around the corner.
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