My paternal grandma, Tok, passed away yesterday evening at the age of 76.
Innalillahi wainna ilaihi rajiuun. From Allah we came and to Him we return...
The janazah ceremony was attended to by my uncles and aunts. Ayah, as the eldest (also the eldest son) in the family, headed the ghusl. There was some delay in getting kain kapan from the nearby surau (or masjid) since it happened in Putrajaya and given the relatively 'young' population of Putrajaya, I guess they were not always prepared for such occasion (unlike in Kampung Tunku, which is highly populated by retired government servants) .
Tok had been bed-ridden since early this year, after her third (or was it fourth?) attack of stroke. When I last met her last year, she could still recognize me, although she was a bit confused about me being married with a child. She suffered from Alzheimer's disease, so it wasn't really surprising that she'd always mistaken Huzaifah as her child rather than her great-grandchild - a topic quite often argued back in the days when Mak was looking both after her and my son while I was away.
Tok, the woman who raised me up until I was nine, had passed away, and I was unable to kiss her good bye for the last time. Not that I am not redha - just a bit 'terkilan', that's all. 15 years after my Tok Ayah passed away, now I hope Tok will be able to join him. When Tok Ayah passed away, there were some elderly gentlemen who was interested in her, but Tok was adamant in not marrying anybody else because she wanted to be with Tok Ayah again.
It was not that easy taking care of someone with Alzheimer's, especially when Tok was also suffering from diabetes, but I guess the rotation system among her sons worked quite well, until just before she was bed-ridden and stayed with my Ayah Jang in Putrajaya, where it was possible to install both her special bed and a helper/nurse to care for her 24/7.
As it happened, last night was also the wedding reception for my newly wedded brother (kenduri sambut menantu). Must had been one of the most sombre wedding receptions ever - no kompang, no music, no cake cutting ceremony; with the doa' being a 2-in-1 doa - for both Tok and the new pengantin. Ayah was not able to attend the reception since he had to attend to Tok's janazah, but the kenduri had to go on because it was held in a hall, without ample time to notify expected guests of the changes in circumstances. (Had it been held at our home, things might be a bit different, we might had a majlis tahlil or something...)
I hope all of you will join me in my doa that my Tok will be placed among mukminin & solihin , that all her sins would be forgiven, that all her good deeds would be counted as ibadah and that she would be blessed by Allah in the eternity.
Al-fatihah
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