Six Feet Under*

I : Dad, I sent you email the other day and I haven’t heard from you

Dad : Later, Dear, Pakde Didik died yesterday. We are at his funeral now.

*sigh*

He’s six feet under now. Half a year ago he tried to end his life and sent the whole family panic. Apparently he had problems: financial problems, family problems. The financial problem was big but not unsolvable since he had the resources to fix it. However the family thing was huge. At least if you had a gambling wife who hung out with certain people that you might not want to be associated with and creditor banging at your doorstep even at your clinic… *sigh*

He was a warm loving man, who ended up with people who took advantage out of him. His extended family loves him but he was just too stubborn to listen. He undergone a major surgery early on this year yet another part of him failed him. I will miss him for he resembles my dad in so many things yet different in the way of thinking. For he was a good man, and for that he should be remembered. Sail on, Pakde. Until we meet again!

*Tulisan ini saya temukan di antara folder-folder di laptop saya beberapa minggu lalu.