Six days after her birthday, granny left us peacefully(06/01/05)...
She was admitted on New Year's Eve. I was baking the wedding cake for Kak Siti's nikah when granny was admitted. It was stressful as I just had to focus preparing her cake. Did the cake wee morning and left for hospital and found out granny had a stroke. At first, I thought of asking for Lenny's help. To go to SGH to get my house keys. Yes I trust them to enter my house, well, they just need to take the wedding cake which I left it in the fridge. When granny was scheduled to go for a scanning, I drove home and collected the cake. Thankfully, Fod and Aishah came over and accompanied me to Kak Siti's place. I was quite worried. At the same time, I wanted to witness my good fren's nikah ceremony. I cried. Yes, we cried. It was tears of joy, of coz. I left for hospital right after the ceremony. I didn't get to take pictures with the newly wedded couple. Reached hospital and granny has yet to go for a scan. I was there till 8pm. And I was worried about the wedding cake. Yes, the cupcakes. My parents asked me to proceed as I have promised Kak Siti earlier. I went to Kak Siti's place again closed to midnight. Unfortunately, she forgot to buy the icing sugar... and so I left and searched for 24hrs supermarket to get the icing sugar. I reached home just in time for the countdown. I cried coz I was alone and worried for my grandmother.
I was really thankful when Lenny and Rayn came over. They decided not to go clubbing and yet, came over to help me out. I just can’t thank them enough. At least I had company to steer away my sadness. Mum reached home the next morning and told that nenek was slightly better. At first I wasn’t too sure whether to go to Kak Siti’s place, but mom just had to convince me everything was fine. Fod, Sha and Rush came and helped to do some 'touch-up' to the cupcakes while I quickly prepared the flowers for the car décor. Although I was at Kak Siti's place throughout the day, I didn't stop sms-ing my siblings to ask about granny's condition. At the same time, I just can't break my promise to help Kak Siti. So I sent them off to Sentosa, and headed to SGH where I spent there till midnight. It was quite taxing to drive the whole day, especially when I didn't get enough sleep, and of coz, tired.
The next morning, I went to hospital and granny was at the critical stage. She was not allowed to drink as they were afraid that she would choke. It was heartbreaking when my granny continued asking for water. All we did was to wet her lips using tissue. Monday morning, sis smsed me that granny was very weak. I was at work and my principal was kind to release me that morning and my colleagues relief my duties. That afternoon, granny began to mengucap. Her hand was shivering and she tried to touch her face. I kept on holding to her hand and said prayers on her ears.
That Thursday, after school, I was at work completing some of the admin matters. I was counting the Tsunami's cash donations when my heart wasn't at ease. I just couldn't count the money. At 5.20pm, my brother called and told me granny was at critical stage again and asked me to go to hospital. I quickly counted the donations and settled some admin work. I left school around 5.40pm. It was drizzling. It was slow traffic at CTE. A car broke down at Outram exit. I was praying and was hoping that granny gonna be fine.
Reached SGH around 6.15pm, called brother to ask if granny was still on the same ward. Brother went to the carpark and took over so that he could look for a parking lot while I ran to the ward. At the ward, everyone was quiet. Saw my aunt who was sobbing. I ran. Yes, I ran. Entered the room and I saw the monitor... No pulse. None. I stepped back and cried and I knelt. Yes, that bad. Mom hugged me. Two of my aunties hugged me. I just couldn’t believe it. Granny has gone. She has gone. It took me sometime to cool down. Just when the nurses wanted to remove the wires, I stopped them. I just wanted to see her face. I kissed granny’s forehead. Yes, granny just loved to kiss my forehead. I looked at her face. She looked as though she had fallen into deep sleep.
My late granny passed away at 5.37pm. No one called me since they knew I was on my way. They just wanted me to reach the hospital safely. I went home with mom and the rest and we cleaned the house. The body was brought to my house that night and by then my house was swam with relatives and friends.
Whats left.. are the memories..
The bench.... she loved to sit there..every morning, that's where I would salam-ed her before I go to work. Kisses on the forehead, the cheecks..and a hug. We would still wave at each other, till I entered the lift.
I'm glad that we took photos together during my graduation day. Still have it framed and nicely placed on top of the piano till now..
Around 1-3am, while I would still be doing my work, she would wake up and sat beside me and talked.
At 6am..by the time I woke up, granny would be in her telekung getting ready to do her subuh prayers...I still rem how she woke me up..…
Our favourite conversation will be on recipes.. she would share some tips.. and I’m glad..she has taught me how to make..roti boyan..rempeyek..ketumpi..ketas-ketas..
And from now on.. I would definitely miss her bubur lemak..bubur asyura… and of coz..ayam masak merah…
She was my confidante. I wasn't that close with mom. I would confide in her..basically about everything…esp about my job and she would just give me some inspiring words and asked me to hang on..
On some days..when she slept over at aunt's place who lives next block, granny would stand next to the window and waited for me. She knew the time I would reach the carpark. She would wave and asked me to take care. Yes, guess the residents could hear our voice! She knew the time I would reach home too and if I bought food for the family..one packet would definitely for her..her favourite.. putu piring…
When I was staying at hostel... she would prepare my favourite, sambal kering ikan bilis with kacang and tempe. She would pack it in the tight container. She would also pack some food too. Not forgetting, she would crumpled few dollar notes and stuffed it in my bag…
A week before she left us, I managed to feed her.. her favourite..kuah asam and fried tempe. She was kinda weak, so I fed her. She really had a good appetite then. Perhaps..coz I fed her? Hehehe
And lots more…
The light of the bedroom where her body was laid before she was buried is still on...…
I slept with her bolster since that night....…
Memories…
She was my everything…
She was the wind beneath my wings..
Nenek… semoga roh nenek dicucuri rahmat and nenek ditempatkan di tempat yang soleha.
Alfateha..
p/s: Thank you all for the comforting sms. Thanks to those who came to the funeral at my place…. Thank you for those who left condolences messages on my comment box… thank you.
She was admitted on New Year's Eve. I was baking the wedding cake for Kak Siti's nikah when granny was admitted. It was stressful as I just had to focus preparing her cake. Did the cake wee morning and left for hospital and found out granny had a stroke. At first, I thought of asking for Lenny's help. To go to SGH to get my house keys. Yes I trust them to enter my house, well, they just need to take the wedding cake which I left it in the fridge. When granny was scheduled to go for a scanning, I drove home and collected the cake. Thankfully, Fod and Aishah came over and accompanied me to Kak Siti's place. I was quite worried. At the same time, I wanted to witness my good fren's nikah ceremony. I cried. Yes, we cried. It was tears of joy, of coz. I left for hospital right after the ceremony. I didn't get to take pictures with the newly wedded couple. Reached hospital and granny has yet to go for a scan. I was there till 8pm. And I was worried about the wedding cake. Yes, the cupcakes. My parents asked me to proceed as I have promised Kak Siti earlier. I went to Kak Siti's place again closed to midnight. Unfortunately, she forgot to buy the icing sugar... and so I left and searched for 24hrs supermarket to get the icing sugar. I reached home just in time for the countdown. I cried coz I was alone and worried for my grandmother.
I was really thankful when Lenny and Rayn came over. They decided not to go clubbing and yet, came over to help me out. I just can’t thank them enough. At least I had company to steer away my sadness. Mum reached home the next morning and told that nenek was slightly better. At first I wasn’t too sure whether to go to Kak Siti’s place, but mom just had to convince me everything was fine. Fod, Sha and Rush came and helped to do some 'touch-up' to the cupcakes while I quickly prepared the flowers for the car décor. Although I was at Kak Siti's place throughout the day, I didn't stop sms-ing my siblings to ask about granny's condition. At the same time, I just can't break my promise to help Kak Siti. So I sent them off to Sentosa, and headed to SGH where I spent there till midnight. It was quite taxing to drive the whole day, especially when I didn't get enough sleep, and of coz, tired.
The next morning, I went to hospital and granny was at the critical stage. She was not allowed to drink as they were afraid that she would choke. It was heartbreaking when my granny continued asking for water. All we did was to wet her lips using tissue. Monday morning, sis smsed me that granny was very weak. I was at work and my principal was kind to release me that morning and my colleagues relief my duties. That afternoon, granny began to mengucap. Her hand was shivering and she tried to touch her face. I kept on holding to her hand and said prayers on her ears.
That Thursday, after school, I was at work completing some of the admin matters. I was counting the Tsunami's cash donations when my heart wasn't at ease. I just couldn't count the money. At 5.20pm, my brother called and told me granny was at critical stage again and asked me to go to hospital. I quickly counted the donations and settled some admin work. I left school around 5.40pm. It was drizzling. It was slow traffic at CTE. A car broke down at Outram exit. I was praying and was hoping that granny gonna be fine.
Reached SGH around 6.15pm, called brother to ask if granny was still on the same ward. Brother went to the carpark and took over so that he could look for a parking lot while I ran to the ward. At the ward, everyone was quiet. Saw my aunt who was sobbing. I ran. Yes, I ran. Entered the room and I saw the monitor... No pulse. None. I stepped back and cried and I knelt. Yes, that bad. Mom hugged me. Two of my aunties hugged me. I just couldn’t believe it. Granny has gone. She has gone. It took me sometime to cool down. Just when the nurses wanted to remove the wires, I stopped them. I just wanted to see her face. I kissed granny’s forehead. Yes, granny just loved to kiss my forehead. I looked at her face. She looked as though she had fallen into deep sleep.
My late granny passed away at 5.37pm. No one called me since they knew I was on my way. They just wanted me to reach the hospital safely. I went home with mom and the rest and we cleaned the house. The body was brought to my house that night and by then my house was swam with relatives and friends.
Whats left.. are the memories..
The bench.... she loved to sit there..every morning, that's where I would salam-ed her before I go to work. Kisses on the forehead, the cheecks..and a hug. We would still wave at each other, till I entered the lift.
I'm glad that we took photos together during my graduation day. Still have it framed and nicely placed on top of the piano till now..
Around 1-3am, while I would still be doing my work, she would wake up and sat beside me and talked.
At 6am..by the time I woke up, granny would be in her telekung getting ready to do her subuh prayers...I still rem how she woke me up..…
Our favourite conversation will be on recipes.. she would share some tips.. and I’m glad..she has taught me how to make..roti boyan..rempeyek..ketumpi..ketas-ketas..
And from now on.. I would definitely miss her bubur lemak..bubur asyura… and of coz..ayam masak merah…
She was my confidante. I wasn't that close with mom. I would confide in her..basically about everything…esp about my job and she would just give me some inspiring words and asked me to hang on..
On some days..when she slept over at aunt's place who lives next block, granny would stand next to the window and waited for me. She knew the time I would reach the carpark. She would wave and asked me to take care. Yes, guess the residents could hear our voice! She knew the time I would reach home too and if I bought food for the family..one packet would definitely for her..her favourite.. putu piring…
When I was staying at hostel... she would prepare my favourite, sambal kering ikan bilis with kacang and tempe. She would pack it in the tight container. She would also pack some food too. Not forgetting, she would crumpled few dollar notes and stuffed it in my bag…
A week before she left us, I managed to feed her.. her favourite..kuah asam and fried tempe. She was kinda weak, so I fed her. She really had a good appetite then. Perhaps..coz I fed her? Hehehe
And lots more…
The light of the bedroom where her body was laid before she was buried is still on...…
I slept with her bolster since that night....…
Memories…
She was my everything…
She was the wind beneath my wings..
Nenek… semoga roh nenek dicucuri rahmat and nenek ditempatkan di tempat yang soleha.
Alfateha..
p/s: Thank you all for the comforting sms. Thanks to those who came to the funeral at my place…. Thank you for those who left condolences messages on my comment box… thank you.
