Kuali

Baru kali ini aku rasa dapat  keluar jauh dari tempat aku membesar. Dapat melihat tempat orang lain. Rasa angin yang berbeza.Tengok sesuatu yang belum pernah aku tengok. Ceh. Mesti kau orang semua fikir aku pergi oversea kan. Hiperbola je tu semua. Sebenarnya aku kini berpijak di bumi yang berkordinat 6°7'20"N 102°14'47"E . Selama ini gigih aku dengar cerita Umi merangkap sepupu aku yang mengatakan bahawa perjalanan menuju ke kampung halamannya mengambil masa seharian. Banyak tempat beli barang murah katanya. Lantaslah aku tengok Umi ada banyak baju-baju cantik kalau nak dibandingkan dengan aku. Aku ni pun pakai baju cantik sumber ihsan Umi. Mana-mana baju yang dia tak muat, dia sedekah kat aku. Dia pernah cakap dia kesian tengok aku pakai baju buruk tiap kali dia datang. Pokok pangkalnya, baju-baju yang aku pakaibila keluar jalan-jalan banyak dari hasil pemberian Umi. Apa yang aku ingat lagi Umi selalu cerita bahawa kampungnya berada di Gua Musang. Nama tempat je dah buat aku jenuh membayangkan bahawa kampung halamannya berada di dalam gua. Betapa katak di bawah tempurungnya aku bukan. Pokok pangkalnya, sepanjang perjalanan menuju ke negeri Kelantan, mata tidak aku pejamkan. Aku meneliti setiap apa yang dijamu pada mata aku. Aku lihat jam di hadapan bas persiarann yang aku naiki tepat menunjukka jam tiga pagi. Aku lihat kanan, aku lihat kiri dan aku lihat belakang. Semuanya lagi ennak membuta baik kawan aku mahupun cikgu pengiring. Aku lihat ke luar tingkap bas. Gelap. Bosan. Aku memberanikan diri melangkah ke hadapan depan bas.

“Pak cik….” Aku sapa lembut pakcik drebar bas tersebut. Pak cik drebar tu bukan main terkejut dengar suara aku. Dia pandang aku sesaat dua sebelum bola matanya kembali fokus memandang jalan di hadapan.

“  Ya dik… Kenapa nak pergi tandas ke. Kalau nak pergi tandas kejap lagi pak cik berhenti kat perhentian. ”

“ Eh tak lah pak cik. Bila kita nak sampai ni pak cik? Lama lagi ke?” Aku tanya lagi.

“ Oh…  Lama lagi ni dik. Dalam pukul lapan esok pagi baru kita sampai sana kalau tak ada apa-apa. Kenapa dik, boring eh? ”

“ Lamanya. Haah saya boring. Nak tidur tak boleh tidur. Yela. Kali pertama naik bas kot.” Aku lihat pak cik drebar tergelak kecil. Dia pandang aku kejap.

“ Memang lama dik. Kota Bharu ni jauh dik.Dah nak sampai Thailand tau. ”

“Oooo… Pak cik, kat Kota Bharu tu barang murah-murah tak? Saya selalu dengar cerita dari sepupu, barang kat sana murah-murah. ” Aku duduk di tangga sebelah pak cik drebar.

“ Sepupu adik orang Kelantan ke? Haah dik, baraang sana memang murah-murah. Banyak orang datangnak shopping kat sana je. Ha.. Duk tanyapak cik ni macam bawak duit banyak nak shopping je ni.” Aku garu-garu kepala.Nak bagi tahu ke tak eh. Hmm.

“ Kampung sepupu saya kat Kelantan pak cik. Urm takdelah nak shopping pak cik. Niat saya ikut rombongan sekolah ni sebab nak jalan-jalan je. Tengok tempat orang. Nak beli barang tu beli sikit je kot. Ole-ole untuk nenek saya. ” Tanpa sedar, aku jadi selesa borak dengan pak cik drebar. Aku taya dia jawab. Macam-macam benda kami borak. Ada jugak dia bagi aku tips tawar menawar masa nak beli barang nanti. Jadi kelindan pak cik drebar bas ni okay lah dari duduk tepi tingkap tengok semua gelap.

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“ Mak tua….Esok kita nak pergi Kelantan dah. ” Aku bagitahu mak tua dengan selembut-lembut bahasa yang aku boleh dengan harapan dia tahu apa aku nak hehe.

“ Hmm.. Pergi lah. Orang tak bagi nak pergi jugak kan. Peergi je lah. Degil! ” Dah mula dah orang tua ni nak bebel.

“ Tapi nanti kita tak ada duit belanja.” Aku buat muka kesian. Tapi macam tak berhasil je sebab mak tua buat-buat tak tahu.

“ Ada duit pulak bayar yuran nak ikut rombongan tu. Takkan takde duit belanja. Tula masa nak pergi tu tak fikir panjang. Dah dah , mak tua takde duit. Dah guna buat bayar karpet.” Memang takde harapan lah aku nak dapat duit belanja. Dalam jiwa yang merajuk aku bangun cepat-cepat membelakangkan mak tua. Aku berlalu. Sebaik sahaja tiba di rumah kayu aku hentak-hentakkan kaki aku tanda protes. Mana tahu  tiba-tiba mak tua berubah hati jadi pemurah dengan aku. Aku kira satu…. Dua… tiga… Hesy memang takde harapan lah. Tiba di bilik aku menghempas pintu kuat-kuat. Mak tua masih lagi diam. Memang takde harapan dah. Aku masuk ke bawah katil aku, seperti biasa, aku capai kapur yang aku curi dekat sekolah. Aku tulis pada papan palywood bawah katil MAK TUA KEDEKUT!!!! Aku tulis besar-besar. Geram punya pasal. Sambil tulis tu air mata memang macam air paip. Aku campak kapur tu dekat palywood. Patah tiga. Aku panjangkan tangan aku capai tabung ayam kesayangan aku. Aku bawak keluar dari bawah katil.

“ Ayo… Hari ni aku terpaksa bunuh kau. Esok aku nak pergi rombongan. Takde duit. Mak tua tak nak bagi duit. ” Aku nangis lagi. Aku peluk Ayo merangkap nama tabung ayam aku. Aku bawa Ayo atas katil. Perlahan-lahan aku lepaskan Ayo dari genggaman kedua-dua tangan aku.

Prang!!!!!

Aku lihat Ayo sudah berderai. Tambah lebat air mata aku. Selama ini, Ayo lah yang menjadi teman bila aku sedih. Aku selalu cerita dengan Ayo bila aku rasa mata aku masuk habuk. Bila dada aku sebak. Sekarang aku sendiri bunuh Ayo. Aku ingat lagi betapa girangnya aku rasa bila aku dapat Ayo sebagai hadiah hari jadi dari mak tua. Sekarang Ayo dah takde. Aku akan ingat pengorbanan Ayo sampai bila-bila. Aku capai kotak kasut pada rak buku aku. Aku kutip cebisan-cebisan badan Ayo.

“ Ayo.. Walaupun kau dah takde. Aku tetap akan simpan kau Ayo. Kau tetap akan jadi kawan aku sampai bila-bila. ”

Selesai masukkan cebisan terakhir Ayo dalam kotak. Aku kutip not-not kertas dan duit syiling yang bertaburan di atas lantai. Aku kira pelan-pelan.Semuanya ada saturates enam puluh satu ringgit lapan puluh tiga sen. Perasaan ssedih kejap sahaja berubah girang bila memikirkan aku nak pergi jalan-jalan esok. Sejumlah wang tersebut aku simpan rapi dalam beg duit getah aku.

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Aku mencapai basikal tanpa meminta izin mak tua untuk berangkat ke sekolah dengan beg galas yang kembung berisi pakaian sepanjangan rombongan ke Kelantan nanti. Di selekoh tak jauh dari rumah aku berhenti. Aku tak sedap hati buat mak tua macam tu. Aku pusigkan basikal dan kayuh basikal aku menuju ke rumah semula.

“ Mak tua!!!! ” Aku menuju ke dapur. Biasanya pagi-pagi ni mak tua duduk bertapa kat dapur. Bila nampak tubuh tua itu bersandar sambil makan lempeng cicah sambal goreng, aku peluk tubuh itu kejap.  Hati aku lega. Bibir aku mengukir senyum. Mak tua usap-usap belakang badan aku.

“ Hati-hati nanti. Jaga diri. ” Ujar mak tua. Aku tahu dalam nadanya dia sudah maafkan aku atas kelakuan aku semalam.Mak tua sememangnya tahu apa yang ada dalam fikiran aku. Aku senyum. Aku capai tangan mak tua aku cium bertalu-talu.

“ Jangan lah risau. Kita dah besar. Nanti kita balik belikan mak tua ole-ole. Kita pergi tiga hari je. Mak tua jaga diri tau. Jangan rindu kitaa teruk sangat. Jangan lupa makan. ” Aku pulak bagi pesanan dekat mak tua.

“Eh ada duit pulak nak beli ole-ole. Baru nak bagi duit.”

“Eh… Kita takde duit. Kita cakap je. Tak pelah nantipinjam duit kawan je.”Aku tarik muka. Dalam hati Ya Allah! Rasa macam nak lompat-lompat je.

“ Hmm yelatu. Nah ni ambil. Buat belanja kat sana nanti. ” Mak tua hulur  duitRM50 kepada aku. Cepat aku capat not kertas tersebut. Bukan apa, takut dia ubah fikiran. Rezeki jangan ditolak.

“Mak tua nak kirim apa-apa tak? ”

“ Kuali. Mak tua dah lama nak beli kuali besar. Mintak mak Umi belikan, tak beli-beli pulak. Orang cakap kat sana murah.”  Mak ai hajat ole-ole  sebesar hajat duit dia bagi tadi. Ingatkan betul-betuh suruh buat belanja. Cis!

“ Eeee… Nak buat apa lah kuali. ” Aku kerutkan muka.

“ Kan senang kalau nak buat kenduri nanti. Tak payah pinjam….”

“ Okay lah mak tua kita dah lambat ni, nanti kena tinggal bas pulak. Babai. ” Aku cepat-cepat pergi sebelum bebelannya jadi panjang. Sengaja aku potong cakap mak tua.

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Mata aku jadi rambang sekejap bila tengok suasana pasar di Kota Bharu.  Banyak betul barang dijual. Orang pun dah macam semut aku tengok.

“ Okay anak-anak, saya bagi kamu semua masa satu jam setengah untuk jalan-jalan ke shopping ke kat sini. Kat sini barang murah-murah. Nanti tepat pukul sebelas semua mesti berkumpul depan bas ni okay. Faham tak? ” Cikgu Suzy bagi arahan kepada kami. Sebaik sahaja bagi arahan, kami semua apa lagi, masing-masing ikut haluan sendiri. Aku jalan dengan Farihah dan Suraya merangkap kawan baik aku. Farihah dan Suraya masing-masing sibuk nak cari tudung dengan kain batik. Aku ikutkan je lah. Tapi ikut punya ikut. Jalan punya jalan, aku nampak ada satu kedai yang menjual barang-barang dapur. Ada periuk belanga dan ada kuali yang mak tua suruh aku beli. Aku termenung depan kedai tu kejap. Aku  cari-cari bayang Suraya dan Farihah. Tak kelihatan. Sakan bershopping gamaknya. Aku teruskan langkah menjauhi kedai periuk belanga tersebut. Hati ni macam meronta-ronta mintak aku patah balik. Aku ingat mak tua. Aku patah balik kedai tersebut.

“ Adik nak beli gapo? ” Sapa pak cik kedai tersebut. Aku tunjuk kuali sebesar badan aku yang tergantung di hadapan kedai. Pak cik tu terkebil-kebil pandang aku. Berulang-ulang dia tunjuk kuali gergasi tersebut. Aku angguk-angguk. Hesy pak cik ni, macam tak nak customer. Karang aku geleng melepas rezeki dia hari ni. Dia turunkan kuali tersebut.

“ Berapa iya ni?” Aku cuba berbahasa Kelantan. Saja. Pak cik drebar cakap kalau nak beli barang murah kena konon-konon jadi orang Kelantan jugak. Tapi kan macam pelik je bila aku berbahasa Kelantan.

“ 60 iya je dik. Adik nok ngangkat ni? ”

“ Saya bukan nak angkat je pak cik saya nak beli. Tapi… Saya ada lima puluh iya je.” Aku buat muka monyok. Saja nak bagi pak cik ni kesian kat aku.

“ 50 iya dok cukup dik. Dok balik untung. ”

“Hmm… Takpelah.” Aku berlalu meninggalkan kedai pak cik tersebut. Memang tak lah aku nak habis kan enam puluh ringgit semata-mata nak beli kuali. Satu…. Dua… Ti…..

“ Dik dik pak cik bagi 50 iya je. ” Hebat betul lakonan muka kesian aku ni kan. Hehe.

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Berat sungguh beban kuali yang aku gendong   di belakang   badan aku. Menyesal pulak aku beli kuali besar gedabak ni. Tapi demi mak tua aku gagahkan jugak gendong kuali tersebut. Sekarang, aku nak cari key chain dan sagon pulak. Sagon tu memang fevret aku. Tiap kali Umi balik kampung, aku mesti mintak dia belikan aku sagon banyak-banyak. Nampak je kedai jual sagon aku borong sampai lima plastic. Satu plastik dua iya je. Murah kan. Aku meneruskan perjalanan nak cari key chain pulak.

“ Weyh!!! Kau buat apa lagi ni dah nak pukul sebelas dah jom jom. Apa pasal kau duk jadi kura-kura ni. Mana kau dapat kuali ni.” Farihah yang muncul entah dari mana ajak aku cepat-cepat menuju ke tempat bas tadi.

Tak menyempat aku nak pilih key chain. Ada ke patut dia cakap aku kura-kura. Cis! Aku pun cepat-cepat mengikut Faarihah dari belakang menuju ke tempat bas dengan mengendong kuali yang khas aku beli untuk mak tua.

“ Ya Allah apa awak bawak ni? Awak tau tak kita naik bas. Mana nak sumbat kuali gedabak ni. Sekarang ni saya bagi awak dua pilihan nak tinggal kuali tu kat sini je atau nk bawak balk tapi awak kena duduk dengan kuali ni sepanjang perjalanan kita ni.  ” Ciku Suzy mula dah berleter. Hmm. Ada ke patut dia bebel kat aku depan budak-budak kelas. Sengaja nak buat aku malu lah tu.

“ Saya beli untuk  nenek saya je cikgu. Takkan nak tinggal. Mahal ni saya beli. Lima puluh ringgit. ” Aku buat muka kesian.

“ Saya tak peduli mahal ke murah ke.  Yang penting cepat buat pilihan sebelum awak yang saya tinggal kat sini! ” Aku tunduk malu. Semua orang yang lalu lalang berhenti. Tengok aku kena marah.

“ Ermm… Cikgu, takpe kuali ni muat je kalau saya letak kat tempat simpan barang. Meh saya masukkan kuali tu. ” Tiba-tiba pak cik drebar yang baik hati tu tolong aku. Dia angkut kuali besar aku masukkan dalam tempat simpan barang. Cikgu Suzy jeling aku. Tajam.

“ Dah!!! Pergi masuk dalam bas. Buat apa tercegat kat sini. Ke nak kena tinggal sini jual kuali.” Tak habis lagi marah Cikgu  Suzy. Aku pantas naik ke dalam  bas. Aku peduli apa. Yang penting, aku puas hati  sebab dapat beli KUALI UNTUK MAK TUA. 

p/s  ; Hello dear readers. Im back again. My hectic schedule  kill my time to blog.Meet again for the next post ;)

Misteri Helmet Biru (Bab2)

“ Arrrgghhhhhhh!!! ”

Jeritan nyaring yang tiba-tiba kedengaran mengejutkan Ejat dan Nina yang baharu sahaja berjalan meninggalkan parking motorsikal untuk menuju ke kafe kolej. Langkah mereka terhenti dek jeritan tersebut. Mereka kembali berpaling ke belakang. Mencari-cari arah jeritan tersebut. Kelihatan seorang pelajar perempuan lengkap berhelmet dan berbaju kurung sedang terbaring meronta-ronta kesakitan. Tangannya kuat memegang helmet tersebut. Ejat dan Nina bergegas mendekati pelajar yang terbaring kesakitan itu.

“ Reena!!! ”

Serentak Nina dan Ejat separa menjerit. Mereka kaget. Rupa-rupanya, tubuh yang sedang meronta-ronta di atas tar panas dan meraung kesakitan itu merupakan rakan sekelasnya. Nina memegang tubuh Reena dengan harapan dapat menenangkan keadaan Reena. Ejat pulak cuba menarik tangan Reena yang ditekapkan pada helmet biru tersebut.

“ Nina! Kau tarik tangan dia dulu. Aku nak bukak helmet dia. Aku rasa dia migrain ni. ”

Tanpa banyak soal, Nina mengerahkan seluruh tenaganya menarik tangan Reena yang kejap pada helmet tersebut.  Ejat pula menanggalkan helmet tersebut. Dek kepanikan yang melampau, helmet tersebut terpelanting menuruni bukit dekat sebelah parking motorsikal tersebut. Reena tiba-tiba kaku. Badannya keras. Kejang. Ejat dan Nina cuba memanggil-manggil Reena. RIna yang kejang dan kaku di pangkuan Ejat tiba-tiba menarik tangan Ejat dan menggigit tangan tersebut.

“ Arrghh!!! Nina tolong aku.Tarik dia. ”

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Nina yang panik dengan situasi tersebut menarik kepala Reena hingga tertanggal tudung Reena. Reena melepaskan cengkaman giginya dari Ejat. Ejat dan Nina terkejut dan panik dengan tingkah laku Reena. Tadinya badan Reena keras dan kaku, tiba-tiba sahaja dia bertindak agresif. Ejat dan Nina bangun menjauhi Reena. Reena tiba-tiba sahaja merangkak-rangkak. Suaranya menjerit seakan harimau mengaum. Tangannya dioles-oles di atas tar hitam yang panas tersebut sehingga berdarah. Aksinya tak tumpah seperti seekor harimau liar yang menunggu masa untuk membaham mangsanya. Reena tiba-tiba berubah buas. Nina dan Ejat menjerit sekuat hati dan berlari mendapatkan pertolongan.  

The Most Valuable Thing Ep3

A beautiful hand is like a ray of hope for those lives are plunged in the darkness of despair.

It’s been a long time I didn’t uploaded the story about my kids. I’ve been a little bit busy since the new semester had only started. As usual on the last Sunday, I’ve been teaching my kids at Bangsar Kuala Lumpur. This session  just a short session as many student couldn’t come today. So the session held till 12.30 p.m only. In this session I manage to handle Amirul closely. As usual, Amirul such a shy boy. He didn’t talk and just smile all the time for me. Anyway I’d been try and trying to tease him, I ask him so many thing about his daily life. Finally I can see him begin to talk to me. He such a good friend to tease with. He started to laugh at me when he heard me pronounced something in wrong way.  It’s actually a good sign since he begin to interact with me as his friend. Amirul can read. He also can do typing. He also manage to do the catalogue practices well. One thing that I learnt from him that day is, CP kids was never or rarely to go to shop to buy something at the shop. That was the thing that I already been told by Kak Mim. Then I moved to the bright boy, Yusof.

The next session was begin, I’m started with Alia Nazri. Im started to approach Alia by ask her whether she want to ride the LRT. She said Nak excitedly. She started smiling brightly. I showed few picture about the LRT facilities and told her how to used them since we want to ride the LRT together at the end of March later. I didn’t teach Alia  today since Kak Mim ask me told the LRT story to the other kids ( Nina, Harris, Arief and Harith). They’re excitedly wanna ride the LRT except Nina. I ask Nina, Nina tak nak naik kereta api dengan kakak dengan kawan-kawan. She said tak nak. Nina nak naik kereta api dengan papa. It was okay then. She wasn’t ready to ride with us. She might took her own time. After that session, I brought Harith on the other side of the class. Today is the first time lesson for Harith by using an ipad. I learn the new thing again today, Kak Mim told me that Harith was very unsecured whenever something was put on his head. He didn’t like it. He might thing that it was dangerous. The I and Kak mim do ask him, Harith nak pakai ni tak, I showed him how to put that headphone. He slightly shouted. It’s seem like he not ready to wear it. Then I wore it and started the activities on the Ipad. While doin the activity, I came closer to Harith. I can see Harith mover closer to my ears that wore the headphone. He heard the sound and he do smiling. I bet on the next session Harith might wanna wore it.

Okay, move to the next crying baby, Nuha. As usual she will cry the moment her mom left  her in the class. I and Nazirah do playing with her. Playing masak masak. But she still crying. The we trying to used the Ipad on her. She suddenly stop crying and do laughing playing that learning apps. Oh my thank you that apps. Now we found something that might help us to attract Nuha to learnt. Thank God, today I manage to see those beautiful smile from the beautiful girl. Feel touched. ‘sampai nak nangis’ when I see her enjoyed her lesson. She was happily laughing and clapping her hand. Damn cute. Allah! Do ease and bless those kids. Love! It was the great feeling of happiness and joyness to see those smile. We might make living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. For the people outside ; don’t just simply judge. Don’t just give a talk without an action. Use your another hand to make it. Everybody can be great because anybody can serve. You don’;t have a roll of degree to serve, you don’t have to make your subject and your verb agree to serve, you don’t have to know the first, second and third theory of thermodynamic to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love. 

Misteri Helmet Biru (Bab1)

Terkini, dilaporkan sepuluh  orang pelajar Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia, Bangi ditempatkan di bawah jagaan wad psikatrik Hospital Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia (HUKM). Kesemua pelajar terbabit didakwa hilang kawalan dan bertindak ganas dengan menyerang individu di persekitaran mereka secara tiba-tiba. Tambah merunsingkan, setiap pelajar yang di tahan di wad tersebut setiap satunya merupakan penghuni kesepuluh buah kolej yang terdapat di UKM Bangi. Perkara ini masih di bawah siasatan pihak berwajib. Para pelajar diminta berwaspada dari semasa ke semasa dan tidak menimbulkan sebarang spekulasi di media sosial masing-masing.

UKM News

“ Korang! Kan aku dah cakap. Betul lah apa aku dengar bukan si minah sewel tu je gila. Ada lagi lah yang dah menggila kat kampus kita ni. Tiba-tiba aku rasa macam tak selamat pulak. ” Aku menghulurkan telefon Ipad aku kepada rakan sekelasku. Berita ini ternyata menjadi berita tergempar di UKM Bangi kala ini.

“Serius lah! Kalau sorang takpe lagi ni sepuluh orang. Agak-agaknya lah kan benda ni virus ke  apa ? ” Ejat mengutarakan soalannya kepada rakan-rakan sekelasnya. Mana tak pelik. Tiba-tiba je sampai sepuluh orang masuk rumah sakit jiwa.

“ Maksud kau? ” Awa yang berpenampilan nerd membetulkan kaca matanya dan menggaru-garu kepalanya yang tidak gatal.

“ Maksud aku, kau orang semua tak rasa ke benda ni virus. Ala macam virus demam Zika tu. ” Ejat cakap dengan penuh yakin. Dia musykil terhadap perkara yang sedang berlaku. Bukan dia sahaja musykil, satu UKM bahkan satu Malaysia musykil.

“ Aku pun rasa macam tu lah Ejat. It’s something like virus. Its might be spread by an agent like nyamuk or flies maybe. Tapi kan yang tambah pelik kenapa kesemua yang ditahan tu wakil dari setiap kolej yang berbeza. Kalau spread by those agent, macam mustahil dia nak pilih wakil setiap kolej. Melainkan……. ” Aku tidak menghabiska ayat aku memandangkan kepala otak aku sedang ligat memikirkan sebarang kemungkinan yang berlaku.

“ Melainkan apa? ” Soal Awa dan Ejat serentak.

“ Melainkan ini semua kebetulan. ” Aku menghabiskan ayat aku tadinya.

“ Aku rasa kebetulan je kot. Tak payah lah kita fikir macam-macam korang. Kan ke dia dah cakap kat situ jangan menimbulkan apa-apa spekulasi. Dengar je lah. Lagipun benda ni dalam siasatan kan. Bukan dia orang biar je. ” Ujar Azwa dengan yakin. Minah satu ni memang suka ikut je apa orang atas cakap. Dengan nama ringkasnya ‘lurus bendul’.

“ Kau ni Awa betul lah apa Nina cakap tu. Boleh tak kau fikir di luar kotak sikit. Tinggalkan kau punya lurus bendul tu sekejap boleh? ” Ejat sokong Nina. Awa tidak menunjukkan sebarang reaksi. Dia buat-buat sibuk meneliti buku rujukan Kimia yang baharu dipinjamnya dari perpustakaan.

“ Korang korang tak rasa ke ni masa yang sesuai untuk kita naikkan nama forensik. Since semua orang tak tahu ada kos forensik kat UKM ni. Lagipun siasat menyiasat ni kan bidang tugas kita. ” Nina cuba mengemukakan pendapatnya dengan harapan dapat sokongan dari Awa dan Ejat.

“ Betul tu Nina aku setuju. Kita siasat pasal benda ni nak? Kita buat underdog je lah. Amacam? ” Kali ini giliran Ejat mengemukakan ideanya pula. Nina tersenyum tanda setuju. Awa memandang Nina dan Ejat dengan pandangan serius.

“ Aku tak rasa tu idea yang bernas. Kalau kau orang rasa nak gila jugak macam budak-budak tu buatlah. Aku tak campur. ” Awa bangun dan meninggalkan Nina dan Ejat. Nina dan Ejat terpinga-pinga memandangkan ini kali pertama Awa tak setuju akan idea mereka berdua. Biasanya Awa turutkan sahaja.

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p/s : Cerita di atas adalah rekaan semata-mata. Tidak ada kaitan dengan yang hidup ataupun yang telah meninggal dunia. 

The Most Valuable Thing Ep2

Oya is deleting our drawing

“Don’t tell that the sky is the limit when there are footprints on the moon”

Meet again for my second entry about my kids. As usual last Sunday, I’d been going to my favourite class at Masjid Saidina Abu Bakar, Bangsar. I’ve been out early since I want to attend the class that started on 8.30 a.m. I’ve been wake up early to cook nasi goreng since the session today gonna be longer. Before get going, I’d printed out an article that I’ve been prepared for Yusof. It wan an article from Dewan Bahasa Megazine titled 2012 Tahun Bencana. It’s quite tough for Yusof I think since the words there such a bombastic and new words for Yusof. But I will make sure that Yusof gonna be understand it with my lead. In my opinion Yusof had been exposed to this since he can doing good in any task that Kak Mim had been given.

When I arrived, there’re Ain and Kak Mim and one students that I didn’t met in last week’s class. When I ask him, siapa nama ni? He was smiling again and again. He didn’t answer me. Such a malu malu boy. Never mind, lets look later on. Kak Mim said his name was aqil. The last week boy was aqeel. Okay, let’s met this aqil first, on the next session im gonna met with the last week aqeel and others. Then Amirul was arrived. He didn’t brought his spec. Kak Mim asked me to moniter him whether he can see the whiteboard or not. Fortunate, he can see it. Don’t forget to bring your spec next time Amirul. As usual Amirul doing well. He did typing the question on the whiteboard and count it.

Then Janna was arrived. Last week I didn’t met this girl. I knew Janna from The Wonderful of Janna FB. I read all the stories and activities that had been updated there. From my perspective, Janna might be the very good, bright and also an independent girl. It was right after approached her. She can spell all the words that had been read by Ain correctly. She also can count well. I’d see her being an independent girl when she tend to pack his laptop’s wire at the end of the session. She’s so good. I believe that one day she manage to overcome any obstacles do coming in her life with her wonderful spirit. Now let’s move to Yusof. At first, I ask  about his homework that I’ve been given to him last week and I ask him, ‘Yusof dah siap kerja rumah minggu lepas belum?’ He said dah and nodded. He was good right. Then I was given by Kak Mim a catalogue of Giant, there’s a lot of stuff in hypermarket, I have to create question from that catalogue. I create some question and discuss it with Yusof one by one. I think he manage to understand it well and he do enjoyed it since he can see the stuff’s visual such as Snickers chocolate and etc in the catalogue. Then I left some homework for him and remind her to do it. He nodded and move his body. Now it was the time for me to read the article that I had been prepared. I do explain one by one to him like last week. Since I didn’t want him to get bored, every words I put up some stories and drawing on the small whiteboard. Guess what Yusof knew what is tsunami. ‘ When I ask Yusof tau tak tsunami tu apa, ’ he do move his body and said banjir. Such a wow. He always over than expected.

 At the same time I’ve been storied to Yusof, the malu malu Aqil kept on calling me and ask me question, ‘kakak ni ni’ when i go to him, did together, he can do it well. He did want attention from me according to Kak Mim since he saw me sit next to Yusof and kept doing the task and reading together with Yusof. I also can see sometime Janna not focusing on her work and listening to my reading with Yusof. So that, I move Yusof a bit further from the others.

For Aqil, I can see that he can count by congak. At one question 5+2=7,the next question below the question Is 2+5=7. Even though the answer is same but the question is differ. He did type on his laptop both question with 5+2=7. I predicted that he can recognized that they’re two question that almost same. Its good work Aqil. Its showed that you can imagined something well in your mind. I do wait that you can created something new when you grow up. Aqil remind me on  3 Idiots film. J That film make me realized that all people have a chances to create something no matter what condition they have. The main character there was disable kid with Autism. He manage to open up an academy at the end of the story. I believe one day, not only Aqil, but all kids here able to be success one day with the help from parents and also society. Let’s together pray for that.

The next session, I’ve been started with Harith, I do the same method like last week, focus  training, once I finished with him, Kak mim asked me to monitored Oya and Nina altogether. They’re given cards with picture and the name, they have to type it on the laptop and Ipad.  Nina speak well to me this time. Such a talkative girl. No malu malu anymore. Once I saw them lose focus I’d been saying that kalau siap cepat kita main lukis lukis, and then they started to focus again and again. Such a good method I bet haha. After they’re done as promises, im drawing and story to them. This time Harith also join me. I ask them one by one. Okay Oya nak lukis apa? Oya said rantai. So I drew it for her. Then we talk about rantai. Move to nina, Nina want to draw bunga, and Harith want car. We keep interact to each other well. As for last week I just can hear Nina and lima from Nina but this time I can heard a lot.She do tell me that kampung Nina dekat Kelantan,she do told me that Nina nak lukis gambar orang pergi kedai and many more. I can’t remember all because it was a lot. J Im glad that she’s started to comfort with me this week. After drawing and story session, I do teach them an ABC and also counting. Singging altogether. They seems enjoy it. Alhamdulillah.

Then move to the next session, in this session, there was Iki, Sarah, Syahmi and Ariff. At firstb session I started with Ariff. We started on sorting colors. Ariff manage to lift it on himself and put it at the right position. I told him to finished it, only then we can played. Then I move to Sarah. Sarah can count well when I ask he to count how many chicken how many ball. She’s also such a talkative girl. When I going back to Ariff, he was finished his task. So fast. He understand me well. Then I took a tablet and teach Ariff to scrolling on the tablet. As expected, he’s doing well. After learning activities, we’re playing ball together. They’re enjoyed it so much even though some couldn’t took the ball, but they move their hands, legs and  body. It showed that they’re want to take part and took the ball. Its good indeed! I love everytime I do spent time with them. I do really learnt a lot. Thanks all my dear and also Kak Mim that do lead me very very well. I really hope that I am given more time to spent with them. Im surely busy when my sem is going to start, but I promise to myself to spare my Sunday with them. Their love and attention mean a lot to me. Last but not least, all the good things comes from Allah the almighty and the bad things comes from my own self. It will be a pleasure to share my love with my kids. J

Here is Nina with her drawing

Nina also drawing this

Okay this is Baju Oya

“Disability is a matter of perception. If you can do just one thing well, you’re needed by someone”

Yes or No

Somebody do ask me.

“ Can you help me dude? ” im just nodded. Of course I will as long as I could because ‘tangan yang memberi lebih baik daripada tangan yang menerima’. I always kept that words in my mind.

“ Could you lend me some money?  Im really need it. ” Im think for a while.  What did I think? I just thinking how much in my hand and how much left in my bank account. After consider it’s enough for my expenses, only then I answering.

“ How much did you need it? I cant give you a lot.  What did you need it for ? ”

“ For my monthly expenses. I had spent all my PTPTN money. Now I had no more. Please. Lend me any amount that you will. I really had to lend it from you. If not, I have nothing to eat. ” Hmmm. Could I just give or ask more. Okay ask more!

“ On what you spent on your money for? I’ve been seeing that at the first semester you’re buying a new smartphone and all of your picture in IG full with an outing pictures. Does you spent your money lavishly on that kind of thing? And why did you ask money from me? Why not others? ” I can see her face starting to change. Its seems like she was a little bit offence. Hmm, it always turn to my fault. I can’t see this.

“ Im sorry. Im just wonder. ” I hope she is not offence that much by my words.

“No worries, it’s true. It was my fault. I failed to manage my money wisely. I do ask from you since you’re the JPA holder. Besides, you got allowance quite a lot from us right? ”  Hmm. How easy she saying that right. Since I don’t want her to got offence again. Im just took RM50 note from my purse and give it to her.

“ Fifty only? How can I survived till the next month. ” Wow! Its such an awesome reaction ugh. Sigh.

“ Don’t you know how to say thank you. I got to go and it was none of my business at all. ” I left her without thanks from her. So pathethic. She doesn’t knew how to appreciate and say thank you.

That things remind me on how hard before I work for money. Money for me isn’t something easy to hold and I have to work hard on it. During my secondary school, I study so hard in every examination for a better result as a requirement for applying scholarship. But still so I didn’t get it. Nevermind lah as for me rezeki is anywhere. Then during my break after SPM, im doing some part time job in clothing shop in Puchong just to earn some money for expenses to enroll a matriculation programme. I did so many other job just for work for it. Its so many till I forgot to describe here. Such an old lady right haha.  Why I did choosed matriculation programme? Because I do get an allowance there compare to foundation and form 6. Finally I got enrolled there. Such a relieve when I think I might got RM250 per month ‘hurmm I think lah since it was a long time ago. Haha. Not so long. ’ My thought a little bit stray  when I knew that with that RM250 I have to  spent It on textbook and also on my daily expenses. I don’t want to ask money from anyone. Since I have an ability to draw not so perfect portrait, ‘so-so’ lah, urmm something like karikatur I got  an idea to make it and sold it RM10 per drawing. With that income I bought all of my textbook and also my daily expenses while waiting for my allowance that used to be late inserted in my account. When I got he allowance, I forgot to thing about anything else instead of go to the shopping mall at Bukit Tinggi since all my friends got to go there. Well, nama pun shopping mall, it such a place to finished your money. Once I back I wonder, Hmmm how about my next and next day expenses. With a regret, I make  my part time job again. Sometime I do going to Jalan TAR and central market to did it. To earn more I do writing an article for magazine. Not just one magazine. Its so many laa. One memorable experience when I write an article about 3 pages and I just got RM4. I don’t know why its still fresh in my mind till now. It do make me learn one thing that is money is not that easy to earn. Sigh. On more thing that I wouldn’t ever be forget is when I sold pop the soda. A carbonated drinks during IM4U festival in my college and I earned about more than a thousand. It was not that easy. Imagine four girl had to carry 40 cartoon of carbonated drinks to the shop lot. We doesn’t contribute with others since we want to maximize the profit later. Such a stingy right. Started from that I do enjoy in doing business since I know only by that I can earn a lot of money. Guess what, im used to work during my sem break as a freelance cleaning servicer just to start up my business and so on. I printed my name and my phone number on a paper and distribute it at the housing area nearby. Guess what. I just work alone. With no shy, I just being thinking to get money. There’s a lot to describe and I don’t want to describe it here since it was not the main topic.

The main topic here was about the conservation. Why do we choose to ask when we physically can earn something. Its not for others. Its just for us. Why didn’t we choose to do something good for ourselves. I still remember another conversation ;

“Hey! Why don’t you do business to earn some pocket money. ”

“ I don’t have a capital.”

“ If I lend you money for your capital, could u promise to pay me back?”

“ Hmm.. I will if I earn a lot. But I can’t promise.”

“Why?”

“  Because I don’t have a market. ”

I wanted to conclude here. The biggest obstacle was our own self that fill with a lot of an excuses. There’s a lot of things that we see out there. Open your eyes. Open your heart. Every singlething that we do was actually a chances. Chances for us to earn something. First thing we can earn is money. Overally, the most valuable thing was not money, it was an experience. Experience that make as a better human. Human with common sense. It can’t be buy by money no matter how much we pay. God always give us two choices. Yes that might help us out of our problem or no that make us stay still. Yes or No?

The Most Valuable Thing Ep1

“ We’re given two hands. One is for helping ourselves and one for helping others. ”

Last Sunday I’ve started my task as a volunteer to get involve in teaching the special kids. The class was started from 8.30 a.m till 2.00 p.m. My session was start arround 10.30a.m.-2 p.m. The class was held at Masjid Saidina Abu Bakar, Bangsar. Frankly said, it was a little bit awkward and nervous since I had no experience in teaching those special kids. It’s been a week I’ve doing some research on how to teach the special kids. According to my little research after  ask few nurses and doctor that in charge of children wards in HUKM , they’re (special kids) usually like a visual learning such as drawing and also some learning conduct in cheerful vibe. They used to get bored after 10 minutes and above learning, so we must apply various way to teach them according to our creativity. So I’ve prepared few song and also some story that might attract them. I also do downloading few apps in my smart phone that might help me to handle them with care.

Once arrived at the mosque, ive started my step entering the class held at computer lab with Basmallah. May God Bless and ease my job today.  My nervous overloads once I saw three special kids inside doing some process pengajaran dan pembelajaran with their teacher that I called Kak Mim and also another volunteer, Munirah. My nervous reach my maximum limit when Kak Mim asked me to introduced myself to the kids. Gosh! Like serious I have no experience doing some introduction session with them. I forgot to do some research about how to introduce myself in front of them. I’ve trying hard to remember few song that I’ve been memorize just to teach them but my mind was totally blank. I felt nervous here rather than doing a presentation in front of my kuliah. It’s a very very different scenario. I’ve took a very deep breathe and started to introduce my name, Okay guys! Nama kakak Nurul Suhada. Haa… Adik2 boleh panggil kakak Kakak Sue! Then I just smile and I look at those kid one by one. One of them sit on wheelchair while another two seems like normal kids. I smile and smiling brightly to them because seriously I have no idea what to do. Okay to terminate my awkward moments, I just being myself and try to approach that kids one by one. I asked their name, The girl andswer me by typing her name on her laptop, the boy seems too shy with me (Kak Mim answering his name for me) and the wheelchair’s boy do warmly welcome my presence by saying something, at first I didn’t understand his words, but Kak Mim was helping me a lot. Thanks Kak Mim!  Im really glad both of them showed some feedback to me.

Then I took a sit next to the wheelchair boy named Yusof. He was too good and too excellent. Over my expectation I bet. My tears almost fall when I heard him answering what had been teaching by Kak Mim just by look on it. He didn’t hold a pencil, he didn’t hold a tablet, what he can do is by observe and thinking. He’s too good.Im almost speechless. Im try to adapt with him. By seconds, I can understand well what he had been saying. After that teaching session, Kak Mim ask me to read a story that had been written at the back of Yusof’s notebook to him. Kak Mim said that Yusof can read well. Okay this boy is something! Then im started to read with him. I took it one by  one. I explained every words to him. What is the best thing is he kept reading with me. Now I can catch up his words better. Sometime I do stop reading and drawing on whiteboard to explain to him, sometime I do singing to him, and I various type of teaching lesson with him. Im happy to see him show a positive feedback. I also do wrote some homework to him and said to him, “ Ucop… Ni keje rumah Ucop. Jangan lupa buat tau.” He do nodded and moved his body. I know he wanna said okay! My session with him over when her mother come to took him. I don’t know why, it felts sad to finish this lesson with him. I looked on the Yusof and her mother. Her mother do kiss him at his forehead. I can see love there. A pure love and bond between mother and son. Her mother say thanks to me. U shouldn’t say thanks to me auntie. I’m the one who should thanks to you for giving me chance to learn a lesson that I only got today for entire of my life. This might be a good beginning for me for this 2016. Bye Yusof, see you next week. Then C1 (8.30a.m-10.30a.m.) session was done. Actually C1 isn’t my session, since im came earlier, im just comin to the C1 class. I think after this I will  come to both C1 and C2 class since it was too exciting.

Move to the C2 session, (10.30a.m.-2p.m.), the first kid I’ve been teaching is Nina in this session. Nina was such a very pretty and cute girl. She’s alsoa little bit shy to me but she do answering her name when I ask.  Nama sape?Nina.(very low pitch voice) Umur berapa? Lima. (Gain a very slow pitch). By the ways im glad she do answering me well. Nevermind Nina, it might took time for you to adapt with me. I’ll try my best okay dear! Just give me the chance to learn about you. Nina learning using her ipad. I have to write on the whiteboard and she learn by typing it back in her ipad. Then I move to Harith, a cute little boy. At first I do approaching him, he didn’t show a positive feedback to me. I hold his hand since he was coughing, I guess he had a fever, its hot. Yeah he might not feeling well today. I try and try to find out his interest.  I found out that he love to listen on my story. After seeing him bored on arranging a cube of color to train his focus ability and hand movement, I story him with some story of my life. Im relieved to see him smile. His smile showed that he like it. Then I continued back to his lesson. He had a tough time on lifting the cube. I try to help him. Slowly he showed an improvement. The one that touched me is when his hand try to hold the cube and lifting it. Another hand is holding me tightly. I can felt that he need someone to lead him. He need someone to help him. So that he can do well. I move my face closer to him, wipe his saliva and smile to him. You can do it Harith, you doing well. Don’t give up dear. My pray gonna be with you from now on syg.

My next kid is Alia, Alia was a very bright girl. She can count well. She can recognized a letter and number well. She also can read well. “ Papaya, Nenas, Halia, Belon, dua puluh satu” Imagine she do mention this with his very cute voice. I felt wanna kiss her once! Such a good  and bright girl. The learning lesson with her is ask he to put the things(sticker) at the proper number. She doing all those thing with pleasure. She  so fast. Im proud of u Liya. Then I move with the introduction session that already been told by Kak Mim which is Siapa Saya. After Munirah, I’ve started the session. Hai semua! Nama kakak Kak Sue. Ha cuba sebut oya nama kakak sape? Oya answer well KaChu haha So cute right. Nina just look at me. Still shy I bet. Then Harith just smile and move his body (showed he knew my name), as for Liya, she doesn’t have a very good mood, she’s a little bored I guess. Nevermind, let’s try next week okay Liya! Then I talk about my hobby, kakak suka main dengan kura-kura. Haa siapa nak tengok kura-kura kakak? Angkat tangan. Most of them raised their hand. Im relieves that they’re interested to my story. I showed to thrm one by one the video of my pot pet. They seems to like it. Their smile really do make me calm, the innocent smile make me forgot what I’ve been face out there. Thank you kids tahnk you my syg2 semua. Lot of love for u guys.

Then another student arrived for the next session. Kak Mim told me that this session a little differ, just teach the kids with 1,2,3 with the mainan. I approach one kids named Aqil sitted on his wheelchair. He always  smile. Look cute and handsome boy! I played a masak-masak with him and Oya. While played I put some lesson such as 1 plate 2 plate 3 plate. Okay aqil, bagi satu pinggan. He gave me one. It showed that he learned fast. Just need a little care in teaching. Then Aqil show me the book rack. He want to read some book. I took the book and read together with him and Oya. After finished one book I ask him to complete his task by lifted the cubed according to the color. He do listen to me well and he do everything well. Then he showed to the book again. Okay, Aqil was really love to read. I just read to him with some body language, he seem understand and sometime he laughed. The laughing really make me happy. Pure happiness. Then imove to Nuha that crying all the session. She seems a little scared to me. So I just let her with Munirah. Lastly I move to Syahmi. Such a very fair and cute boy! He can’t sit, he just lying on the tilam . But he is in learning process.He wanna hold everything that he saw. He do insert the mainan that I give in the trolley when I asked. A step ahead improvement. Im so happy.

Last but not least here, I wanna shared that this is the most valuable thing that I learnt in my life. To teach them, we have to be prepared mentally and physically. Just be yourself. Our deep heart will able to manage them well when our first nawaitu is to learnt from them. As for me this isn’t a wasting to be able to involve with them, its such a best lesson in life that u cant never learnt outside there. It seems like we are the one who teach them, but actually they’re the one who teach us. They teach and remind me to be grateful and thankful for what I am now. They’re my forever kids. I started to love them from the first sigh I met them. My pray always be with them. May Allah ease their journey to be able overcome averything that might be come.  Ameen!

“We can’t never be direct the wind but we can adjust the sail”