Father
Saturday, November 27, 2010
About a week ago, while waiting for my bus to Terengganu at Melaka Sentral, I couldn't help but to overhear a phone conversation between an old man who was standing beside me and his son...
"Hello, Mat... Bapak dah kat Melaka Sentral ni... Tengah tunggu bas... Ya... Dalam pukul 2 sampai la kot... ... Apa?? Tak boleh datang ambil? Kerja? Ala... Ambil la bapak sekejap... Bapak bukannya tahu selok belok KL tu... ... Tinggal la kerja tu sekejap... Lagipun, kan bapak dah bagi tau awal-awal bapak pergi sana hari ni... Teksi?? Hmm... Baik la... Kau SMS alamat kau ya... Bye..."
It looked like his son wouldn't be able to pick him up at the bus station because he had some work to do... I felt pity for the old man... because he seemed very old as his hair and beard were all gray... Then, I felt angry at the son...
If I was him, I would create an excuse to skip work and go fetch my father by car... KL and Melaka is like only 2 hours drive...
Then I thought of my own father and the fact that he's getting older and he might be leaving this world soon... It made me feel sad...
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