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things changed after tok mok died.
the house is no longer filled with laughter and dentam-dentum kaki berlari atas papan and very rarely full with people.
they just dont come visit anymore after tok mok died.
even on raya it's not really a priority.oklar,priority,but it's just not the same.
i love that house.before tok mok died,going back to johor also means a lot of fun.everyone will be there-they go there before school,take the bus to sekolah agama there,come back,then take the bus to school,then come back,and everyone's parents will come and fetch after that.a sure way to meet everyone.
and everyone will kumpul there.we eat,lepak,sleep,catch up,that place was a busy place.
when school is out,all kids kumpul there.we ran up and down the house.we played in the house.we played outside the house.we played under the house.we played galah panjang-aida insisting on making the line by pouring water so that tak berhabuk sangat for me to play because of my athma.girls vs. boys.we play masak,picking the daun pokok duit2 around the perigi to cook,kononla.we played around the perigi also,peering down the long way and hauling up water.played police sentry-polis sentry,want to jaga,polis mati pencuri jaga,you go out!heh.lagu cam bodo jer.also 'who's shoe is the dirty shoe,please go out and wash your dirty shoe and come back with your clean shoe'.hahahaa....we played nenek kebayan in the back of the bilik tv.or just hang out outside at the porch,jumping the bench.or watch teevee,of course,channel 5.or take a walk at the jetty,trying to spot the little crabs.or even feed the fishes at the paya,got ikan todak and everything.or take a peek at the chickens,or chase the ducks.
of course,toilet wise,tersiksa sikit la.tok never goes for modern things. he even refuse to equip the house with a proper toilet.so there was this outhouse at the paya.but i NEVER got there.hehe,just tahan jer.
once ajah said there's this newly weds who took pictures by the outhouse.haha,they have no idea it was a jamban actually kot.
going back was fun.
then things change.i hate changes.after that we rarely go back.maybe masa raya.like,maybe four times a year.kesian kat tok.i guess he must have felt really lonely actually.his offsprings yang nearby pun tak visit dia selalu.
recently the house got a little pick me up.repair works,new paints.then tok sakit.and then he died.and the house is pretty.so ironic.
now the house is kosong.almost.but its so sad.it has lots of memories.lots of good times.lots of love.i remember most things.
now it's almost as if no one even cares anymore.
i love that house.
but now it just sits there,with the new pembangunan going on at the back,such a sad scenery,everything is gone.
sekarang rumah tu dah jadik,
rumah tua yang kosong.
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