Datuk Wahid.

7.12.2015.

We got to know each other, Datuk Wahid and I, because from 1978 to 1995 we were together in Damansara Utama. Our wives became close friends. We sort of tag along.

This afternoon Idah and Dekna, with Wafa brought along, together with me visited Wahid at the Tawakkal Hospital on Jalan Pahang. For the last two months their children had put him in the Senior Citizen ward in the old wing. He's suffering from  early dementia.

Idah and Kak Zah cried as they embraced each other. When we moved to Seremban in 1995, No. 1 Son, and later No. 2 Son, stayed at the old house in D.U. for a short time. During the fasting month Kak Zah used to send "buka puasa" to the house. Once when she called and got no answer, she phoned Idah, who requested she called again. In fact it was already eight, and No.1 Son had fallen asleep without breaking his fast. Kak Zah did all that. We can't forget that.

Wahid couldn't recognize any of us.

He should be about 78, because he is the same age as Bang Tai, who was 76 when he died. They were old MCKK friends.

Wahid cried and kissed Idah's hands when we took leave. Some sad thoughts must have passed through his mind.

Kak Zah said the hospital stay costs 5.5 K per month, not including the medicine. Idah was thinking why not get a nurse to care for him at home. It'll be more covenient. And cheaper.

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