I’ve lived far away from home for nearly half of my life….
And every year without fail, I will receive a Raya card in the mailbox from my parents.
Selalunya my Abah lah yang beria akan pergi ke kedai (heret Mak I sekali) untuk cari kad raya yang paling cantik untuk diposkan ke anak dia yang jauh di perantauan ni.
Kadang2 kad yang paling besar, kadang2 kad yang ada lagu2 tu, hehehe….
Awal2 puasa dia dah pos kan kad tu, just to make sure that I (bila dah kahwin and dah ada anak2, we) received the cards on time.
Orang lain dah stop bagi I real cards, cuma bagi sms and virtual cards aje, he was still stuck in the ‘old’ ways .
But this year, hati I sangat lah sayu nya……
No more raya cards arriving in the mailbox for us…….
Everytime I see the postman, it makes me slightly sad knowing that he will never ever bring any more raya cards for us….
I guess in my heart I somehow knew that last year might be the last Raya card I were to receive from him…
Sebab tu I simpan card raya yang I dapat from him last year.
Masa tengah kemas2 all other greeting cards last year, card dia tetap I simpan rapi….
His last written words to us…..
And now, I will definitely put it in a safe place for me to take out whenever I’m missing him….
It is true what they say, ‘you don’t know what you are missing until it’s gone.’
The last kad raya from him…
This Syawal will be the first Syawal my Mak will be celebrating without Abah after nearly 45 years of marriage.
In a way, I am ‘happy’ that I am here in Perth and not there at kampung on that Raya morning so I do not have to feel and see her sadness.
Kalau I ada kat situ, instead of cheering her up, I might just menambahkan her sadness by bawling my eyes out at the kubur.
Semoga roh Abah aman di sana dan ditempatkan di dalam Jannah Nya.
We surely miss you a lot Abah/ Atuk.