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I called home yesterday, wanted to talk to Emak. My niece, Azreen answered the phone. We catched up with each other for a minute. Then I asked for Emak.

'Atuuuukkkkk.... Mak Ati nak cakap....."
Nyaring giller suara budak kecik ni.

'Hello...'

'Hello, Mak! Yatie ni...'

'Hello..... Hello.... Yatie??'

'Hello Mak.. Tak dengar ker? Hello...'

'Helloooooooo...'

'Hello Mak... Emak... Emakmakmak.....'

'Hello..... Adik, takde pun Mak Ati.. Dia dah letak kot'

'Mak!!!! Yatie ada la.... belum letakkkkk'

*Then I heard Emak passed the phone to Azreen.

'Hello Mak Ati'

'Adik, adik dengar tak Mak Ati nyer suara?'

'Dengar'

'Kenapa tadi Atuk tak dengar Mak Ati?'

'Entah Atuk tu'

'Takpe la, Adik.. Adik cakap dengan Atuk, Mak Ati kem salam, k.. Bye.. I love u'

'You're welcome'

I hanged up, and then I stared at my desktop.. Everytime Azreen answered my 'I love u' with 'You're welcome', I usually hang up and smile.. But this time, I did not smile while I hang up. The thought that Emak is getting older scares me. Maybe I should go home more often after this.

Hmmm..