I had a friend. A nice guy. An average guy. Struggle to feed himself and his father. His story always add more strength to myself.
Early in the morning he wakes up. Checked on his ill father. The medicine. The pampers. The food. When everything is complete, he went to his room, take a shower, and put a uniform.
Another tough day gonna start. He had a motorcycle before. But it was sold last month. To bought his father a better medicine.
“Where is the other family member? Your mom? Other siblings?”
” My mom left us when father got ill. My other siblings follow her. And since then I never heard about them.”
“Don’t you try contact them? Don’t you misses them?”
“For what I’m looking for people who threw me right into dustbin? Who already threw us out from their life? My mom dumped us because father is ill. If i also follow my mom, who will take care of my father?”
I see a pair of teary eyes. A man tears.
He got up into KFC, punch the attendance card, and go straight into his manager room for a briefing.
“Hello welcome to KFC, may I take your order? — he smiles. He had to. Even he doesn’t have strength to do that. He must. He had an ill father to take care off.
After his shift over, he rush into his father to find his father lying unconsciousness. He scream to a neighbour for a help.
Within 30 minutes he manage to bring his father warded. And now it became more serious.
I can see wrinkles on his face. Thinking what he has to do. He is a friend of mine.
I can’t bear sees him like that. I run to main door. Pass through it. Go to my car. Sunk my face into steering. And i cried.
How can a teenager have such situation to live with?
His story makes me thankful of what i have, especially a healthy parents, a job, a meal, and a place to stay. Because there are lot of people, who are unfortunate, just like my friend.
May Allah ease his path. Aamiinn. T_T