May 21, 2012

Wan Den.....

* Conversation between me and my grandmother when i was 21 years old*

Me   : "Awan, ayong nak pinjam duit boleh ko?"
Wan : "Brapo ekau nak?"  
Me   : " Sikit ajo.. dalam 20 ribu boleh ko?"
Wan : "buek apo banyak2 tu? Keto ekau dah baru.Kang bising omak ekau 
          kang,maleh den nak dongar"
Me   : " Den nak kawen wan.. tapi tulah. duit ei x cukup laie..camno ni wan?"
Wan : "Blajar bolun sudah ekau da gata' bonar nak kawen nape?"
Me   : "caaaaayannnng wan"...

I had to admit that my grandmother or 'wan' is one of the most important person in my entire life. She's m grandmother from my mom side of the family and she's da bomb. When i was little and i was struggling to overcome my disease, she was the one who stayed at the hospital for me for 21 days while my parents went to work.She left acik and amok in Kulai just to take care of me. *that time acik n amok were in secondary and primary school*.Thats why until now, amok always said Wan loves me more than her sebab wan pena tingalkan die kt Kulai semate- mate nk jage aku kt hospital. *Whatever*

Most of my cousin and unties claimed that dalam banyak2 cucu Hajjah Gayah, die paling sayang kt aku..SANGAT LA KAN!!

Honestly speaking growing up i was the most difficult one. Regardless im a girl, im a tomboy..Most of my older cousin are boys and that time i was super close with along,angah,apis..Whenever they climbed a tree, i would climbed a tree.Whenever they went out fishing, i would tagged along.If they wanna play with mud, i woud be the first to jump into the mud.Theres one time my moms' friend asked my mom why i wore baju kurung coz she taught that i was a boy since i have a very short hair.hahahah...

My mom is the person who just cant tolerate with my tomboyish attitude. Despite im the only child in the family, my mom constantly beat me up with hanger or even a with a bamboo stick. To her suprised, i didnt cryWhenever i heard my mom shouting my name, i would run and hide behind my grandmother.

Kadang2 bile die tau aku balik Kulai, die masakkan lauk favorite aku and also kuih favorite. Kek butter.Old school style. Pakai pasu bunge.She mixed all the ingredient dalam pasu bunge tu and then aku duduk menghadap pasu bunge.Miss those days lah..I still have the pasu bunge. simpan kt Rembau.But now wan da x larat nak buat sebab kaki da saket. Now kite orang panggil wan 'Saudagar tempang'.. Naseb die x marah.. ahahahah.

Bile da makin besar, aku stil rapat ngan wan compared ngan nenek belah abah aku.Wan ni even die pendiam, tapi kalo die marah, abes.. tungang langang rumah.I have tons of respect for my WAN. Wife to peneroka Felda. Gaji arwah atok x cukup, wan sanggup bukak kedai kt felda tuk tolong arwah atok. Then ade 7 orang anak tapi die gigih nak tolong atok sara anak2. Bile arwah atok meninggal, time tu wan mengandungkan maksu. Still wan kuatkn semangat jage anak2. Naseb time tu pak long n my mom da keje and mak dapat scholarship sambung degree kt UK. Mak cite tiap kali Summer break, mak keje and anta duit kt adek2.

Skang umur wan da dekat 70++..*anak2 die sendiri x tau bile beday die exactly..hahaha*... Even most anak2 die da de family sendiri, tapi kite org sume x pena lupekan wan. Dalam sebulan, salah sorang anak die mesti balik jumpe die. Yang paling rajin layan wan is mak lang, pak cik and aku. Kite org ni kaki bejalan.Me on the other hand, tiap kali balik Kulai, aku mesti tnye die.

" Wan moh kito poie Gaint Tebrau.. bley jalan2 carik boipren"....

" Boleh jugak..."..

Hardly she will say 'No' bile orang ajak die bejalan UNLESS, kalo die bebetol x sehat.

Abah cukup sayang dengan wan. Kite hardly dengan menantu lelaki rapat ngan mak mertue kan. Nop! Everytime abah dapat gaji, abah mesti kasi wan dulu. Baru die kasi kt mak,nenek n atok. Mak kate abah cam terhutang nyawe kt wan sebab jage aku time aku kecik. Banyak kali abah bawak wan pegi Umrah n Haji.Taip kali abah ade outstation kt Mersing or Melaka, abah sanggup redah sampai ke Kulai semate-mate nk duduk Kulai..

Wan. Or all her children and grandchildren like to call her, Tuan Tanah Kedaung.



Itulah kisah wan den....Ingat bulan depan nak balik Kulai lah.. hehehe... =)

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