This is indeed a very touching story it made me cry. Thank you for sharing this AyahNgah. AhLong is not very good in sharing or exchanging stories with his kids so the only worthy source is you :)
I too remembered Atok's very last night and the memory of what went on is still strong, though I did not necessarily understand what was going on.
Many neighbours gathered in front of the house upon the arrival of the ambulance. Ambulances rarely wonder around in the neighbourhood so I guess having one had made people become anxious.
Pokpis, Kak Ida, my brothers and myself were having our meal in the kitchen, sitting on the floor in front of the fridge. I would occassionally go back and forth from the kitchen to the living room where everybody was reading surah Yaasin, and Atok in the middle. On one of the trips AhLong had asked me to call Pokpis, who was then in the kitchen, and so I did. Being a girl who was very clingy to Pokpis, I escorted him back to the living room and that was when we heard the news from AhLong "Abah dah tak ada...". Pokpis cried instantly.
And that was also my first time seeing AhLong weeping. :( I think MakTua had to comfort him. AhNgah,of all the others composed himself very well.
I was only 5 / 6 thus emotions, feelings and responds to the atmosphere were still at their lowest levels hence my pretence in sobbing gently when sitting next to Kak Ida (who was sobbing softly for real) while reading Yaasin. Almost everybody else was doing that so I just thought I'd blend in.
Pardon me if what I've written isn't really the true picture. It is what I remember vividly if not correctly.
Al Fatihah. Atok is a special someone to us. May Atok and all of us be rewarded with Jannah Firdaus.
I look forward to reading your 'Kisah anak gajah'
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