"Losing someone hurts."
I'm not talking about love. Losing your boyfriend / girlfriend isn't THAT hurt, seriously. But when it comes to your family... it hurts. Really truly hurt. My Uncle, Koko Triananto, just passed away on Feb 3rd, and though he was just my "uncle", he was everyhting to us.
He was the one who picked me up everyday when I had extra lessons at NF Palmerah. He was the one that got mad at me when I was so naughty. He was the one who saved me. And... I'm feeling bad because I am probably the most kurang ajar niece that he had. I hadn't do anything that pleased him yet, and I'm really sad to know that I can't do it on the future.
To my Mom, he was the only big brother after Pakde Nono passed away in 2010. Pakde Koko took care of my Mom very well, and so my Mom. Their bond was so strong, they helped each other, loved each other, and never feud.
There were the times when we cried together...
We're still grieving of Pakde Koko.
The first time I felt lost was when Pakde Nono passed away, but now... it hurts me more.
And the worse is, my heart torn in pieces everytime I see Mom crying. Losing him makes Mom pretty fragile these days. She's super sensitive right now, and even makes me worry of her.
We know we shouldn't cry about him...
Please rest in peace our beloved uncle-father-grandpa, Koko Triananto. Please be safe on heaven with Eyangkung, Eyangyut, Pakde Nono, and Ongge. We'll meet soon..
(23 Oct 52 - 03 Feb 16)
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