Monday, November 2, 2009

To love and to be loved




I received an email from Margaret ( my momma), asking me whether I can meet them ( She and Tony) in KL on Friday October 30th. They planned to fly from Penang on Thursday and go back on Friday. I told them I normally go back to Penang every week but don't mind seeing them before leaving to Penang. I thought they were having a function in KL. Only then I was told that the reason of them coming to KL is only to see me....alllllll the way from penang to see me, I am so touched. Finally we made a plan to meet in Butterworth. I am very certain I'll get lost in the pearl of the orient , couldn't find my way out should I choose we meet in Penang.

We met on Saturday 31 st Oct at 1.30 p.m. The meeting was great. I told them my story. That was the only thing they were expecting from me. In the end, they concluded the divorce is the best thing to happen to me.It just can't be helped. My ex husband just loved his family more than me and my children....so why should I stay? Margaret and Tony had their own story to tell. I had good laugh listening to their stories. They really made my day.

Seeing the both of them ....I concluded they are made for each other. Both playful ...getting married at very young age..Tony 18 and Margaret 23, without anything..money, car. And now they have everything. I wonder ...and I begin to believe in THE POWER OF LOVE.



Seribu Pengalaman Hanya Dari Satu Perjalanan






Sedar tak sedar, sudah lima minggu saya berulang alik keButterworth melihat anak-anak yang ditinggalkan. Rindu di dalam hati tidak mungkin dapat saya tafsirkan setiap kali wajah anak-anak terlintas di ingatan. Ketiga-tiga permata hati inilah yang menjadi semangat untuk saya teruskan perjalanan hidup saya ini. Dalam setiap perjalanan saya berulang alik, saya kutip pengalaman di antaranya. Ada hikmah yang terbentang di hadapan dari kehancuran rumahtangga saya. Dari Kuala Lumpur ke Butterworth, dari Butterworth ke Kuala Lumpur......setiap minggu dari tarikh anak-anak ditinggalkan di kampung pada 27 oktober sehingga ke hari ini, saya masih berulang alik. Penat...........?? Tidak sama sekali! Hentian Kompleks,Hentian Duta, Puduraya, Seksyen 17 Shah Alam, LRT, Transnasional,Teksi....saya mula berkenalan dengan nama-nama ini. Perjalanan ini memang satu pengalaman yang indah, mengajar saya erti susah demi cinta yang mendalam terhadap anak-anak....."tak apa Tie", kata hati saya. Inilah pengorbanan seorang ibu ....saya ibu sejati, anak-anak adalah priority. Jika sebelum ini saya ibu yang sangat 'protective', hari ini saya belajar untuk mempercayai orang lain untuk menjaga anak-anak saya. Selebihnya saya tawakal memohon Yang Maha Esa menjaga anak-anak saya dari kejauhan ini.
Dalam perjalanan ini...lagu balik kampung nyanyian buah hati pengarang jantung hati saya , Arwah Sudirman Haji Arshad terngiang-ngiang di telinga.

Balik Kampung
Perjalanan jauh tak ku rasa
Kerna hati ku melonjak sama
Ingin berjumpa sanak saudara
Yang selalu bermain di mata
Nun menghijau gunung ladang dan rimba
Langit nan tinggi bertambah birunya
Deru angin turut sama berlagu
Semuanya bagaikan turut gembira
Balik kampung oh oh...( 3X )
Hati girang
Ho ho... Balik kampung (3X)
Hati girang
Terbayang wajah-wajah yang ku sayang
Satu-satu tersemat di kalbu
Pasti terubat rindu di hati
Menyambut kepulangan ku nanti
( ulang dari mula )