Tadi.
“Daddy, your bed is ready.” sambil ditunjukkan ke arah katil.
Anak kedua aku ni memang tiap malam akan kemas elok-elok tempat tidur semua orang. Disusunnya bantal dan diletakkan selimut masing-masing.
“Terima kasih adik.”
Aku tengok ada bantal dan selimut lain sebelah tempat tidur aku.
“Siapa nak tidur kat situ?” aku tanya dia.
“Ohh, that one is for mommy. Daddy, will mommy wake up if we already sleep a long time when wait for her?” tanya dia jujur.
Belum sempat aku buka mulut,
“No adik, mommy died. We will meet her in heaven.” Pantas abang dia menjawab.
Kecewa jer aku tengok raut wajah dia.
Aku tarik tangan dia, aku peluk dia dan aku bisik kat dia.
“Soon daddy will die too. You will be a grown-up and have your own family, you will have your very own kids then you’ll get older and older.”
Dia angguk.
“One day you will die too, just like mommy die, like i die, like maktok and tokwan die and like everyone else die. Then you’ll meet mommy again, you’ll see daddy again and everyone else.”
Dia angguk.
“It will be a long, long, long, long time to wait.” Ujar dia.
“Yes, very long. But it’s ok. You’ll be fine” Aku memujuk.
Dia lepaskan pelukan dan menjauh.
“Abang, It’s gonna be long long long time.”
“It is.”
Jawab abangnya sepatah.
Senyap.
Sunyi.
