I kept getting in mind that this year raya would be the same
as the past raya. visiting our relatives, my friends coming over at my house, eating
kuih raya that we do not have at home and others. but I was wrong. instead, my
whole family spend raya at only my grandfather’s house whom we call ‘kibak’.
Kibak was a very respected man. He used to be one of the
active member of UMNO in the way back to the Merdeka era. He was one of the figure
that manage to go to Kuala Lumpur to be against the formation of Malayan Union.
When UMNO in Terengganu went through political unrest and affairs, kibak
sacrifice his position as ADUN Batu Rakit to Datuk Nik Hassan in 1972 as the
new MB of Terengganu.
All I can say is that kibak was once a very influential
figure. I respect and admire him so much. back to the main story, when our
family decided that we are going to spend the whole week of raya at kibak’s
house I was like “what the hell”. I know its not nice of me to say that, but
what about my plan I had think of, how am I gonna eat kuih raya at my mom’s
cousins house (believe me they got really delicious kuih raya available at
their house. don’t know how they got it. hope my mom bought it next time) and
what about my friends visit to their teacher’s house(which is also my house).i
got those thought on my mind. We spend the whole day and night at kibak’s
house. when we got back home? in the morning. Yes. We get back home just to
take our morning bath and changed clothes. We do it in shift. First car went
home early before subuh and second car at about 7-8 a.m as I got 10 family
member.so half and half as the car that we have is just a Prius and a very
ancient (at least to me) Perodua Kelisa
that was bought when I am still 7 years old.yeah.7 years old. That car is
already 11 years old and I cant wait for it to break down so that my dad will
buy a new car.
Anyway, back to the point, we shift like that every morning
for the whole week. I was like bored already with this kind of life. even my
duit raya for this year is just little. Does not even stuck on my teeth. but
that does not mean that I am not willing to take care of my dying grandfather.
I am sad too that kibak is going to leave us forever. But the situation on this
house is a little bit different to me. As in the story or drama, when people
are dying they mourn. well I can as well say that I expected that to happen.
But expect the unexpected. We seems to be happy to be able to gather together
and spend most of our time at kibak’s house. It was like that kibak’s dying
brought us together. At some point, I felt happiness came through.
I used to be very close to my relatives when our family live
in kibak’s house. But when we move out, and my mom had to change school in
‘kampung’, we all had to do so. After that, we are not as close as before as we
cannot meet everyday, play together and many other things that we used to do
like before. Everytime we met as we grows up we feel awkward to each other. But
everything change at kibak’s house this year. We all got closed together again
as we used to be in the past years when we are still a little children. This
year raya was the most priceful and the most valuable memory of my life.
Everyday we chit chatting like there is no end, cook and eat maggi together,
make Milo at night and share it together, play video games together and many
others. No words could describe how meaningfull these experience are to me.
This memories, I will perish it all my life.
Taken in Raya 2007..the whole family from my mom's side
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