I was so excited that morning.. Although I slept at 3 am, I woke up at 5.30 am just to prepare for balek kampo0o0o0ng.. I spent the hari raya with mom this year, so I haven't visited Nenek (we call atuk as nenek) for almost a year.. I prepared myself a warm lime juice to make myself fresh the whole day.. I don't want nenek to see his naughtiest granddaughter to be sulky and sleepy hehe and I put on my favourite shirt that morning too... Inside the car I try not to fall asleep because I figured that it would mess up my tudung.. Hehe
My kampo0o0o0ng is only about an hour drive from our house in Putatan. Only around 70 km from Kota Kinabalu. I was quite disappointed when I saw the sign board that showed the distance.. Hurm.. X leh la jamak... Hehehe
So when the Padas River came into view, I was so0o0o0o excited. The swiftly flowing river is so nostalgic.. Me and Pijah used to sit by the river bank behind Nenek's house and let our imagination run wild~~
"Pijah, nenek cakap ada naga dalam ni"
"Ekor naga tu sampai ke Tenom"
"Kau nampak tu ada tanah runtuh, mesti naga tu bergerak gerak di dalam"
"Tiap-tiap tahun naga tu makan orang"
Hehehe until now that particular topic is still mind boggling to me.. Was that real??? Hurm.. Who knows...
Babah parked his car just in front of Nenek's house.. I start taking pictures here and there.. How things had changed from back than when I was still an innocent child.. Ten years ago there were only gravels to Nenek house.. It had made Nenek's house quite dusty but who cares.. Last time, Nenek house was a heaven to my curious mind.. Every single thing that I found fascinated me... The old tv that you put inside a closed cupboard.. the antique bunk.. dapur kayu.. the wooden window.. Even the toilet...
"Wow mommy!!! Nenek x takut ka toilet di luar???"
So to me Nenek was one brave man!!!! Who was not afraid of Pengait heheh
*Pengait->> an assasin who cut people's head and put them under buildings or bridges to make the buildings and bridges strong and sturdy... I don't know whether this is real or not hehehe
But all those things are no longer there. Nenek is now staying in a new house.. The old house is left to rot next to the new one... The dapur kayu is replaced with a new one too.. What is 'traditional' left in this kampung of mine?? I guess there is none.. But I'm happy to have the chance to experience it all and to keep it in my mind...
Nenek was obviously happy to see me... But his hearing had worsen since the last day I met him.. Now I have to yell to make him hear what I'm saying.. It made me felt guilty.. Because it was as if I'm scolding the old man.. But I've to get use to it...
"NENEK!!! NENEK JOM MAKAN!!!!"
We had ikan goreng and sayur kacang for lunch.. Simple but I was content.. Maybe because I was sitting next to Nenek.. My eyes was fixed on him throughout the meal.. I watched his white hairs.. His wrinkled hands.. His wrinkled face.. hurm.. How I wish I could spend more time with him..
After lunch all of us sat at the balcony.. Appreciating the nature around us.. I glanced at the jungle just across the road.. Deep inside it I know that there is one hidden scenic place where babah and I used to take water from a brook. Everything is still vivid in my mind.. The water was crystal clear and it runs down from the hill like a small waterfall with a steady current.. Hurm.. It was like the elves' village in LOTR... I asked Babah whether it is still accessable.. Babah said no.. Nobody goes there anymore.. Huhu.. How sad...
You know what crossed my mind...
"When I got a job, I'll come here and fix this and fix that.. I'll help with this and help with that.."
My kampo0o0o0ng is only about an hour drive from our house in Putatan. Only around 70 km from Kota Kinabalu. I was quite disappointed when I saw the sign board that showed the distance.. Hurm.. X leh la jamak... Hehehe
So when the Padas River came into view, I was so0o0o0o excited. The swiftly flowing river is so nostalgic.. Me and Pijah used to sit by the river bank behind Nenek's house and let our imagination run wild~~
"Pijah, nenek cakap ada naga dalam ni"
"Ekor naga tu sampai ke Tenom"
"Kau nampak tu ada tanah runtuh, mesti naga tu bergerak gerak di dalam"
"Tiap-tiap tahun naga tu makan orang"
Hehehe until now that particular topic is still mind boggling to me.. Was that real??? Hurm.. Who knows...
Babah parked his car just in front of Nenek's house.. I start taking pictures here and there.. How things had changed from back than when I was still an innocent child.. Ten years ago there were only gravels to Nenek house.. It had made Nenek's house quite dusty but who cares.. Last time, Nenek house was a heaven to my curious mind.. Every single thing that I found fascinated me... The old tv that you put inside a closed cupboard.. the antique bunk.. dapur kayu.. the wooden window.. Even the toilet...
"Wow mommy!!! Nenek x takut ka toilet di luar???"
So to me Nenek was one brave man!!!! Who was not afraid of Pengait heheh
*Pengait->> an assasin who cut people's head and put them under buildings or bridges to make the buildings and bridges strong and sturdy... I don't know whether this is real or not hehehe
But all those things are no longer there. Nenek is now staying in a new house.. The old house is left to rot next to the new one... The dapur kayu is replaced with a new one too.. What is 'traditional' left in this kampung of mine?? I guess there is none.. But I'm happy to have the chance to experience it all and to keep it in my mind...
Nenek was obviously happy to see me... But his hearing had worsen since the last day I met him.. Now I have to yell to make him hear what I'm saying.. It made me felt guilty.. Because it was as if I'm scolding the old man.. But I've to get use to it...
"NENEK!!! NENEK JOM MAKAN!!!!"
We had ikan goreng and sayur kacang for lunch.. Simple but I was content.. Maybe because I was sitting next to Nenek.. My eyes was fixed on him throughout the meal.. I watched his white hairs.. His wrinkled hands.. His wrinkled face.. hurm.. How I wish I could spend more time with him..
After lunch all of us sat at the balcony.. Appreciating the nature around us.. I glanced at the jungle just across the road.. Deep inside it I know that there is one hidden scenic place where babah and I used to take water from a brook. Everything is still vivid in my mind.. The water was crystal clear and it runs down from the hill like a small waterfall with a steady current.. Hurm.. It was like the elves' village in LOTR... I asked Babah whether it is still accessable.. Babah said no.. Nobody goes there anymore.. Huhu.. How sad...
You see.. I can say that my kampung is still not so modern.. My families here still lives in.. um... poverty is too harsh.. lets say it as "in need"
You know what crossed my mind...
"When I got a job, I'll come here and fix this and fix that.. I'll help with this and help with that.."
But.. Will I???? I'm so0o0o0 afraid if one day if I forget what I intended to do.. To me I'm still in a tender age and there is still a lot to go through.. Seeing the people I know and even loved change over time scares me... What if one day, I change..... I hope not... Nauzubillah minzalik...
I LOVE YOU NENEK......