ABANG

Mama:"ABANG!!kenapa lambat sangat...I've been waiting here for 10 minutes,and its VERY HOT,you know I cannot stand heat,and Asar is very near now,you cannot make it to masjid again today.See,Adik is already in the car...."

Abang: "Sorry Mama,tadi Abang tolong teacher angkat barang dia masuk kereta.."

Mama:" Oh,Ok.....kenapa tak cakap awal2?"

Abang:"Mana Abang sempat nak cakap...Mama terus marah..."(sounds familiar?)

Mama:"Err...sowi...hehehe"(mama dah termalu sebenarnya)

Abang:"Pas tu kan Mama,teacher kata,dia doakan Abang dapat 5A dalam UPSR nanti"

Adik:" Wow,the fierce discipline teacher said that??? Abang ni memang semua cikgu suka Ma...the other day,Cikgu F pun dok puji2 Abang kat kelas adik...boring Adik!!"

Mama & Abang: "Jealous la tu.....hehehe...hahaha.."

That's Abang....the drop dead gorgeous,gentle,meticulous(bordering on OC) boy of 11 as of today.Ever so helpful,ready to sacrifice for those he loves,namely Mama,Adik and Abah(in that order....)

Mama sometimes worry about you Abang...with your so gentle attitude,I'm afraid people will take advantage on you. But when I voiced out my fear to Abah,Abah would say that I shouldnt think of it as your weakness.It is in fact,a gift from Allah.You are blessed with such pure heart,never to blame people,able to laugh at people poking fun at you and even to the extent of forgiving those bullying you.What's amazing is,it started at such tender age....

Do you still remember when you were in kindy? One boy,whose mother works in the same hospital as Abah,scratch your eyes till it bled. I was nearly fainted when I saw it and you were sobbing while all your teachers surrounded us and kept apologising,saying that it hapenned so fast.And then you said,"Mama..sob,sob...let's go to Boboy's house...sob.sob..." And I asked you why you wanna go there. " I want to tell his mother to teach him not to do it again. Boboy doesnt know it's wrong...it's not his fault". Subhanallah...I was stunned,your words were like cold water vanquishing the anger that was amounting inside me. I was about to go see that lady doctor and have a word with her. Apparently,the boy was a menace and had caused many injuries to other kids before.

One day in Ramadhan while you were in standard one...Abang came to the car trembling with tears streaming on the cheek.

Mama: "Oh my poor boy,are you hungry? Abang tak tahan ya...kan Mama dah kata,kalau tak tahan Abang boleh buka puasa.Its okay,Allah tak marah...Abang kan kecik lagi"(mama hugged Abang)

Abang:"No,I'm still fasting..Abang boleh tahan..."

Mama: "So,why are you crying?"

Abang:" H and his friends force me to eat ice cream.They said they wont be friends with me if I didnt eat...tapi Abang tak nak buka..."

And many more incidents like that...H was and still a bully.Thank God he was dropped to a B class in standard 2.

Many a times Abang came back from school looking famish.Upon 'interrogation',he said that he gave his bekal to those asking for it. I was angry...but then Abah said that is just another good trait Allah has bestowed on him.I was just worried that those asking were just bullying him...but when I went to talk to the teachers,they said Abang gave his bekal to the poor students. And sometimes Abang was rewarded there and then. One of the teachers would belanja Abang upon seeing that.That's what I like about this school.Most of the teachers are observant of their students.

Mama is so proud of you Abang.....