She is Maimunah Binti Abd Rahman, a petit, cute, dark women with a very strong personality that no one that I’ve known had the same personality as she does. As what I’ve been told since I was a little, she worked as a nurse in government hospital. She knew how to handle every difficulties or things that we as normal people are mostly didn’t want to do it. It’s the nurse thing.
Sometimes, I tend to think, how many grateful patients that she had helped, how many babies that she had helped to deliver and how many bodies that she used to bathe when a death occur. I don’t think that one of us had ever thought of that before. We just knew that she helped so many people, had give out all her strengths to do whatever it takes for a person to survive. And how many love that she has ever showered us as her children, grandchildren and her great grandchildren. Still didn’t count of what she had done to her relatives and most importantly, her parents. No one, I mean us as the second next generation of her had barely thought of that.
I wished that I could go through her heart, and sees what she actually feels. Faces sometimes can bring a different meaning to us. Maybe we are interpreting it wrongly. Or maybe right. As far as I know, she had three children, two guys and a lady. I shouldn’t be using boys and girls as always cause they are my uncles and aunt, literally. The first son and second daughter, was from her first marriage with a white man, if I’m not mistaken. The last son is from her second marriage with a local guy, if I’m not mistaken as well.
All that I can see is that, she had been through a really, really hard life. I don’t know where it went wrong, cause she is such a patient and loving lady. Although that maybe people could get the wrong idea about the way she talked, I mean the intonation used, but still she is a wonderful person to be with. And yet, someone that can easy to be manipulated with. I’m not just saying like saying the saying, I’m saying this because I saw it myself. I saw and I knew it right there and then when she’s already been manipulated. Somehow, it is easy to see and detect our old folks’ expression when we talked to them. Os maybe it is just a symptom that everyone could get when we reached our golden age. Maybe.
Seriously, I don’t know much about her past lives. I just wrote things that I may know or wrongly known about her. All I know is that she is among the persons who had babysit me during my childhood, helped my mother a lot during and after her pregnancy, and not just pregnancy. Anything that she could help, she’ll gladly do it. That is what I can assure you. And now, she is gone. How irony it is when you always helped people to survive their lives from death and now, you’re one of the gone people. But I guess, the irony word can be an exception, as death waits all the living things. Everyone will die. That’s for sure. That is what had been written in the Holy Quran. One among of all Allah’s promises to us.
AL-FATIHAH FOR ALLAHYARHAMAH MAIMUNAH ABD RAHMAN.
BISMILLAHHIRRAHMANIRRAHIM
ALHAMDULILLAHIRABBIL ‘ALAMIN
ARRAHMANIRRAHIM
MALIKIYAUMIDDIN
IYYA KANA’ BUDUWA IYYA KANASTA ‘IN
IHDINASHIRATHAL MUSTAQIM
SHIRATHALLAZI NA AN’AM TA ‘ALAIHIM
GHAIRIL MAGHDU BI ‘ALAI HIM
WALADDHAALLIN.