Rewind; Nazulhuraimi

Its passed years ago.

Im still remember when Ummy carried him for 9 months. and masa tu abah still menganggur dek tekanan ekonomi yg jatuh merundum waktu tu.

Kami sekeluarga mencari rezeki dengan berpendapatkan sebagai seorang petani, seorang penjual sayur hasil tanaman sendiri, penjual bunga Cameron dan penjual barangan runcit.

Ummy, walaupun penat mengedong perut yang makin membesar, tak melunturkan semangatnya mencari sesuap nasi. Riak wajah ummy tatkala menolak kereta sorong berisi sayuran untuk dijual, masih segar dalam ingatan. Sayangnya hanya anak ummi seorang yang mengingatinya. Adik-adik masih kecil. Yang lain, sekadar memori yang tiada berharga.

Dek tekanan dan terlalu bekerja keras, tekanan bp ummy naik mendadak dan membawa kepada keputusan doktor untuk menjalankan pembedahan.

Maka lahirya di bumi Allah, seorang bayi yang lemah.

Ahmad Nazulhuraimi, 27th May 2002.

Ummy terpaksa ditahan dalam ICU. Berbulan lamanya. Dan sementara itu, Abah yang menjaga kami adik-adik. Abah is not used to be in the kitchen. Tapi sebab Abah je yang ada, he had to cook some dishes for the meals. But Abah only fried ikan selayang rebus. Even it's not that perfect as ummy's cooking, but literally the love of a father goes in dishes, it makes tasty and delicious. Abah, are you still remember it?

And it's the time to meet our youngest brother. and while Abah went to counter asking nurses regarding Ahmad. I stand before the babies room.

" Alamak, kecik nya budak tu. Adik sapa laaa..." nah sekali hang. Adik aku rupanya. Hahahahaa.

And we grew up together, and yeah, Ahmad is a bit different from others. Due his premature birth, doctor suspect he will be a bit, slow in any development.

We thought  it's not a big deal but it is.

While he's running, or walking like us, he can simply hurt himself by falling down. Without anything. Just all of sudden.

Adik, also known as Nazu or Ahmad,
whenever Ummy told me that you being bullied at school, I cried on my bed. How I wish I could be there to protect you. Whenever I know you want to join school team very much, and teacher doesn't select you, my heart broke into pieces. Whenever I know you got the last ranking in your class, your eldest brother and me were so worried.

What're the things awaits you in the future?
Will you be a good son to ummy and abah? More than us?
Will you be there whenever we need each other?
Will you be somebody that ummy and abah can rely upon too?

Just bear in mind, Nazus always there for Nazus.

Happy Birthday 12th.
May Allah bless.