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2010-05-27, 11:59 AM
So many things went rushing into my mind thinking of what had probably happened at home the moment mum called asking me to get home quick.
My heart just kept pumping hard than it ever did.I was worrying along the way and my knees felt weak.
From far I saw my uncles and aunties streaming into my house.
This just doubles up my worries.
Went into the house and settle down for a bit before I could clarify things.
What on Earth had just happened?
Mum called me into her room and she told me everything.
I was pretty much relieve because it was nothing very serious but it is very worrying.
My cutest granddad on Earth is loosing some of himself.
He tend forgrt things and he is not acting as normal.
I'm just afraid that one day he might just forgotten who I am.
He makes jokes that I can really laugh at because he did it in his own way only I understand what he meant.
I am so not ready for anything worst than that to happen.
I know it is unavoidable but then as for now I am just afraid to loose him in anyway.
Every morning he will pretend to sleep after his breakfast and waited for me in his bed for me to say bye to him and inform him that I'm off to school.
He will always praise me whenever I dress nicely to school.
He will praise me for being so nice when I'm off to work.
He will smile from ear to ear when he sees me in tudung.
He will say "Wah Siti Aisyah.....Abah ingat Ustazah mana lah tadi....."
He will always call me by my full name Siti Aisyah.
I'm truly proud of that name.
I think by calling me that just reminds him of his late sister.
We share the same name.
I miss him a lot even if we are staying in the same house.
He would wake up in the middle of the night just to check if I'm home yet.
There's once he woke up and waited for me to finish up my super late dinner when everyone else is fast asleep.
I'm really touched.
Sometimes I regret being too busy and forgot all about him.
He would story tell at times about how my great-grand-dad who is an Arab from Yemen came to Singapore and settled down at the Istana Kampong Glam residential area in the past.
He would tell us his experience at Mecca with late granny.
He will wake up in the wee hours to solat and mengaji softly in his room.
I'm very proud to be his grand-daughter.
I hope that if anything happens, be it good or bad, I'm there for him throughout.
Throughout.
xoxo,
Siti Aisyah.
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