When she's gone

I received a message from a childhood friend today through FB.She is not actually a childhood friend as she was 4 years older than me.But living in a kampung,well,everybody is your friend.To think about it kami pi mengaji kat tempat yang sama.So-it make us mengajimate la kan?Hiks.I havent seen her for i dunno,more than 10 years?But at times when I went to her sister's house,I would have a chat with her mum.

When I read her message,somehow it made my heart lurched.
Ari tuh balik kampung Mak Ku(her mum) dok cerita ja pasai Kak Chik(ialah saya).Tuh yang Kak Ila teringat nak cari Kak Chik.Skalik jumpak Abg Jatt(ialah abg saya) kat FB,dia yang bagi id Kak Chik.Ingat ja Mak Ku kat Kak Chik sebab kalo pi umah Kak Ngah jumpak dia,Kak Chik pelok ciom dia.Kak ila pon dah lama tak pi umah Kak Chik,sejak mak Kak Chik tak dak.Rasa macam ada benda ilang ja kalo pi dia tak dak.

I bursted into tears.

Last Saturday my sisters and I went for the clothes hunting.Both my sisthas over ok,gih cari kain untuk my wedding.Aku punya wedding dress pon tak fitting lagik.Dah la kain ckop-ckop untuk my sisters and the nieces ja,aku nak jugak siap tak kasik sebab tak ckop meter dah.

On the next morning when we were at the kitchen Jiha said,

Jiha:Smalam kan aku mimpi Mama.Aku citer kat dia kita pi beli kain utk wedding kamu.
Cik Huda :Pastuh(aku dah mula rasa nak meleleh air mata tuh)
Jiha:Pastuh Mama tanya kain untuk Mama tak dak ka?Org sedih la.
Cik Huda:(Tak kata apa dah sebab dah meleleh-leleh air mata-walopon dah tau mimpi itu permainan syaitan lagik la kan nak sedih jugak)

Ye,kadang-kadang saya ialah ratu air mata yang berjaya.When it comes to people i care most,laju ja kan air mata nak meleleh.It's been 6 years since Mama gone tapik rasa macam baru ja lagik.

I mish my mum.Terribly.