On Sunday morning, Kahyan's auntie gave birth to a baby girl.
At the same day, my godmother's husband was announced death. He fell down the night before when he came out from the toilet and knock his head on the floor. Bleed till death b'coz there's nobody at home except his Down Syndrome son. His son sat beside him whole night.
Kaima only informed yesterday afternoon. I asked why didnt tell me on Sunday, she said bcoz she knows im gonna have my exam so didnt what to bother me. =( I felt so touch.
Went to the crematory last night with Kit. This morning went to the Assunta church for prayer and then back to the crematory for cremation. Seeing all Uncle Michaael's relatives and sons and daughters crying, i couldn't tahan too. Especially seeing my godmother, really " xin suan ". From now onwards my kaima will be alone, nobody to fetch her up and down and to work. The place she stays is uphill, if she wanna take bus she have to walk down the hill which is very difficult for a nearly 60 year old fat lady. I so wanna do something to help her, but i couldn't. I feel so damn helpless now. She is that kind that is tough inside but soft inside. She would not show people her sadness or what so ever.
I was thinking to myself, what if one day i received a call says that kaima passaway? Really couldn't take it.
FUckin emo.
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