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Monday, July 17, 2006

Hari tu, aku dengan Abang dalam kereta bersama Baby Faim. Lagu berkumandang di radio. Eric Clapton bertanya samada dia akan diingati kalau terserempak di Syurga.

Aku tanya Abang, ' Do you know the signifance of this song and the words?'
Abang hanya menggeleng.
'Well, if I am not mistaken, the song was written after his son dies. So, in a sense, he is missing his son and wondering whether if they will ever meet again in the after life', aku cerita. Rasa aku begitu le ceritanya.

'Do we recognize each other, Ayah. I mean when we are in paradise. Brother Yahya said that we will be in our young age. So, how Ayah?', tanya Zaim macam heran.

'I am not sure, but surely I will look for you, Ibu, Adik and Baby Faim', jawab aku sambil terus memandang ke jalanraya. Ada kereta besar terlalu dekat dengan kereta aku.

'That means we might not see or recognize each other again?', tanya Zaim lagi.

'Entahla Bang. I am not sure. You should have asked Brother Yahya the other day', jawab aku lemah. Aku kena carik jawapan untuk dia jugak nampaknya ni.
'But there is one thing that a son can help his parents. By being 'anak soleh' and keep praying for his gone parents. That I know cause it's a saying by the Prophet', aku menambah.

'Hmmm... Ayah, if a baby die after birth for example, in the haeven, he will be like a baby? So that the father can recognize?', Abang tanya lagi ke aku.

'I am not sure la Bang. Can we talk about something else. Anyway, do you remember what the guy said in John Q?', aku sengaja nak mengubah cerita.

'I AM NOT GOING TO BURY MY SON. MY SON IS GOING TO BURY ME', serentak aku dengan Abang menjerit dailog Denzel Washington dan terus ketawa.

Kemudian aku terdiam. Abang pon diam. Mata aku terus merenung ke depan. Fikiran aku menerawang. Aku teringat sesuatu. Esok aku telefon Doktor Cheah kalau result blood test aku dah sedia.

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