Entahlah..

I just received a phone call from Ayah.

Masa tu pukul 4.10 petang tadi waktu sini. So pukul 12.20 tengah malam dekat Malaysia.

Ayah mintak tolong - dia bukak Microsoft Word dan tak jumpa formatting bar - alah, bar yang ada font type, font size, paragraph alignment tu.

Tak, aku tak terasa nak gelak langsung. Series tak.

It's just - weird, since a call has been made over two different countries, two different continents that are thousands of miles apart.

Bukannya apa, cuma satu dua perkara dok bermain-main dalam fikiran aku. Pertama, I am sooo worried that ayah has reached the phase where it's your parents turn for attention and affection from you. Aku tak kisah sebenarnya kalau ayah call, cuma calling in the middle of the night to ask about where the bloody hell is the formatting bar?

Kedua, what are my two brothers doing??? Yes, they have their own family, their own matters - but THEY ARE IN MALAYSIA, for God's sake.

Makin aku fikir benda ni, makin apparent pada aku yang no matter what, ayah will turn to me to seek help. Cuba kau fikir, kalau your own parents need assistance from you even when you very far away, even when there are other alternatives - have my brothers been too busy, and ayah has been pretty much neglected? Bile fikir-fikir balik, aku rasa aku yang banyak spend masa dengan ayah (through talktime), walaupun aku duduk jauh teramat.

Last week aku bagi green light kat ayah (chewwah) to buy a new, powerful laptop and set up internet connection dekat rumah through my expenses. It's OK, as long as itu yang ayah nak - walaupun jauh kat sudut hati aku, aku tau ayah lebih nak berhubung dengan cucu tiri dia dekat Dubai nu.

Nak harap cucu sendiri, jenuhlah menunggu mak bapak diorang bawak balik Seremban nu ha.

So sekarang dah takde alasan aku nak rebel-rebel macam zaman dulu. Huhu.

Sekarang zaman untuk menjaga ayah, walaupun aku jauh di mata...