I was in the kitchen when a friend called. She was my classmate in the primary school from year 1 to year 6 .All those years in the same class. So sembang itu ini, about her family, about mine, about our old friends ,Tanya orang tu orang ni..Last2 we made a promise to visit our old friends.
Today after asar I went picked her at her house. Besarnya rumah dia.She even bought the house next to hers.so dah jadi super big house.Spacy and spotless clean. I suka.
Together we went out to visit a sick friend .She knew the house. I heard about his sickness, but I dare not ask when we were there.There he was (quite a distant relative to me too).
He did not look so bad.Except for his hair.Going bald I guess.Dulu masa sekolah rendah he was quite a bright boy in the class. Tall and thin.boleh tahan handsome masa tu..he he.
His wife who invited us in told me he has been sick on and off for quite sometime.
I did not prolong pasal kisah sakit dia.The main intention was to pay him a visit , last sekali jumpa dia masa anugerah cemerlang last year.
We laughed about old stories when we were young. My lady friend told me about some successful friends who hold big posts in the government..Masing2 dah ada cucu.2 or 3 orang.
I promised to try find the others (primary sch friends) and will organize a reunion. Bila dah jadi warga emas ni baru rasa lama nya dah tinggalkan sekolah rendah.
We passed by our old school. Sekolah dulu dah di robohkan.In Its place stands a big 4 storey building.
Cepatnya masa berjalan, banyak lagi kawan nak di lawati, jam dah 645. Magrib is approaching. I drove home, .Dalam kepala teringat balik macam mana I was bullied during the lower primary years.
Sampai di pintu pagar rumah azan magrib sedang di laungkan. ...tak perlu bimbang, because the surau and my house is just a few steps away...cepattttttt....
My primary school friends, the man : cikgu Zul ( my classmate from std 1 to form 5) and the lady beside me cikgu Fatimah.( my classmate for 6 years).