Hamid bin Hassan, Ayah Kg Pahit kt Gerik tuu, died yesterday. he was ten days shy of his 80th birthday.
yesterday morning, as usual, Ayah went to his kebun. Being healthy though an elderly, he would go to his kebun without fail everyday. And he would be home by 10 or 11 in the morning. But yesterday it was almost noon when they noticed he wasn't home yet. They went to his kebun and found him lying on the ground. he was already dead by then.
How could i forget Ayah, even though he n Mak were only foster parents to my wife when she went to Kg Pahit in the early 90s for varsity project, and now my foster parents as well..
how Ayah would entertain us every time we went there for a visit. The yearly visit started after i got married, more than twenty years ago. Ayah was so down-to-earth person, soft spoken, a smile on his face, his Gerik accent every time he spoke, living a kampung life all his years there in Kg Pahit, about 30 minutes drive from Gerik. Sometimes i would tend to feel that Ayah treated us so full of love, more than how he treated his children. every time i go to Kg Pahit, either i would go for a ride with Ayah to his kebun, or go with him to a kampung style kenduri with dishes such as gulai batang pisang and assorted kampung ulam, (he was well-respected and people call him Pak Long), walking around in his kebun belakang rumah, or just sitting together at the verandah of his house chatting away, smoking cigarettes. but Ayah quit smoking after he got back from performing his Hajj with Mak a few years ago. He even presented me with a coconut shell ashtray he made himself. Ayah never failed to make us feel so welcomed, so loved. he would call my wife now and then, and ask of our well-being, and asking us when we would come to Kg Pahit again. Like last Raya, he told my wife and me, semua anak Ayah balik, tapi satu je tak balik lg.. Meaning us la tuu.. hahaa and so we obliged lah, going back in the second week of syawal. If it was the fruit season, ayah would stock up my car boot with durian, rambutan, petai. macam tok peraih pulak dhh hahaa His hospitality is beyond compare.
i was numb for a while when my wife informed me last night of his demise. And as usual memories started to repeat and that worsen the feeling, i must say.
Ayah, i would definitely miss you. May Allah shower you with His endless Love n Grace, just like how you showered us with endless love once before.
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| Ayah n Mak performing Hajj |
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| smiling as always |
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| Ayah Kg Pahit |
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