Hujan semakin lebat, angin bertiup kencang, kilatan petir memanah kebumi. Seorang bapa dan anak perempuannya basah kuyup menuju ke arah sebuah jambatan. Hari telah lewat, mereka perlu pulang segera sebelum langit menjadi gelap.
Si bapa melihat air sungai yang deras dan ganas. Kemudian dia memandang ke arah jambatan kayu dihadapannya. Biarpun beberapa batang kayu pada jambatan itu telah kopak dan reput, mereka perlu melintasinya. Tiada jalan lain.
Si bapa memandang anak perempuannya yang sedang menggigil kesejukan. “Sayang…” kata si bapa, “pegang tangan ayah kuat-kuat.”
Jawab si anak, “tak mahu! Ayah yang kena pegang tangan saya kuat-kuat!”
Si bapa terdiam. “oh… kan sama saja tu”
“tak sama, ayah…” jawab si anak, “kalau saya pegang tangan ayah dan terjadi apa-apa pada saya, saya mungkin akan terlepas tangan ayah. Tapi kalau ayah yang pegang, saya tahu walau apa pun yang terjadi, ayah takkan lepaskan tangan saya.”
* the passage above was taken from a magazine.
Yup… I still hope I can be that little girl where you’ll hold me tight no matter what happen. You’ll always be by my side and always catch me whenever I fall. You’ll always give me the strength and motivation whenever life disappointed me. You’ll give me the warm and firm hug that only a FATHER can give. I hope those memories that I had with you since I was born right till the last word I said to you will last forever. I hope my memory is strong enough to remember all the things you taught about life: the way to drive, the road to take, the manners to have, the precautions to remember, the love to share, the family bonding to care… EVERYTHING.
You do MEAN something to me. Your place in my heart can never be doubt. Right until now I’m still hoping to see you driving the car, water the plants, and watch the tv… how I hope… you are still around, and I can be that little girl again…
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