Ok so I was emotional. Well yes I can't it help it that I'm such a gembeng person. Gembeng is a Malay word for one who's easily emotional and shed too much tears.
But really, I'm just a normal person who happens to have a very very soft spot for families .. well ermm .. among couple of things.
So what was I thinking to even suggest a family meeting at the hospital's cafeteria?! Anyway, after series of intermittent teary eyed sessions and a clown's nose later, the tribe spoke.
One of the things that I truly respect in the Rasidi's tradition is .. muzakarah.
Muzakarah is an Arabic term for discussion/ open dialogue to address issues. It is in fact a practice encourage in Islam. Well I might not be 100% accurate with the definition, but it could be something like that .. to the best of my knowledge.
I don't think we're a very much pious bunch, but we are just decent people who value family ties and strives to do just the right thing. And I'm glad that we have come to an agreement that we do hope could be the best for Mak. Wallahua'lam.
Having an open dialogue with the family has always been an emotional one .. well at least for me. It was made worse that Kak Shidah was just as gembeng as me. So I cried, she cried, making me cried more .. and thus we cried together-gether ..
Drama.
We all love Mak dearly and we're working on caring for her the best that we can, in unison.
We ... her children.
I believe that is what arwah Ayah would want us to do. I do hope I shall never forget that. WE will never forget that.
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