pakcik nasi lemak bangku

At my workplace, I would normally park my car near the workshop area, familiarly known as “longhouse” amongst the staffs for its ala rumah panjang shape. In front of the longhouse, there was an old wooden bench. Almost every morning, there would be a permanent figure sitting the bench. An old man, perhaps in late 60s, a MAS retiree, selling simple pre-packed breakfast. Everything was at RM 1, be it a packet of nasi lemak or 3 pieces of kuih, which made his business easier.

I bought his kuih almost every day. He only sold one type of kuih a day - karipap or kuih koci or cucur badak or apam kelapa. Sometimes I would buy his nasi lemak, which I would often share with Liza. The sambal was fabulous, very spicy, much to my liking. If I didn’t see him and his old motorbike parking near the longhouse, I would start asking everyone where he was. So fond I was of him that my colleagues referred to him as “Pakcik nasi lemak si Dieya”.

There was once I didn’t see Pakcik for two days. When he returned the week after, I asked him where had he been? He told me that he went for dialysis treatment. His kidneys were failing. No wonder he looked so weak. He showed me his swollen hands. “Merata dah kena cucuk ni,” he said.

A colleague once told me that some people had apprehensions against his food. Many of the company’s staffs stayed at Kampung Melayu Subang, where Pakcik also lived. They often saw Pakcik digging trash bins looking for recyclable materials to sell for a small living. “Petang dia korek sampah, esok pagi dia jual nasi lemak pulak,” said a guy. He never bought Pakcik’s food. Apparently he couldn’t get over the fact that same hands that sold nasi lemak also handled trash.

I was speechless. Angry even. What was wrong with digging other people’s trash? The old man was just trying to earn an honest living! And it had nothing to do with the nasi lemak that he sold. I doubt he cooked it, he wife did. He only brought it to the bench to sell.

Yes, I have a soft spot for the old man. Because every time I look at Pakcik, I remember my grandpa at kampung whom I love dearly. I never want to see my grandpa working that hard to make ends meet at his golden age. Alhamdulillah, my grandpa is living a great life under the care of my parents. At 80+ years of age, he’s still fit to ride his motorbike to the mosque, look after his kebun and enjoy football games on tv.

Back to Pakcik, he was just like any other old man.

He noticed that I prefer karipap over anything sweet, so he would sometimes warn me “Esok kuih koci ye!” so that I would be prepared to buy other kuih elsewhere.

If it drizzled in I the morning and he saw me walking without an umbrella from the parking lot towards his bench, he would scream “Jangan jalan dalam hujan! Nanti demam!” and I would walk as fast as I could to get cover.

To get to his bench, I would have to climb a few wooden steps in my 5 inch heels. He often reminded me, “Baik2 naik tu.. kasut tinggi..”

When I walked along the longhouse’s corridor before/after buying his kuih, my heels often made loud tapping sounds. As I took each step he would say “Kiri.. kanan.. kiri.. kanan..” and I would laugh every time. Sometimes I would reply, “Pakcik nak saya angkat tabik ke?”

Many times I thought of taking his photos and introduce him here. Many times I felt that I should get him a little souvenir from my next trip. Many times I told myself I should ask what his name was. After all, like what Kak Rosmah said, “Awak tu membesar kat MAS dengan karipap Pakcik!”

A couple of weeks ago, on Thursday, I dropped by Pakcik’s bench to get my usual daily kuih. “Kuih habis,” he said. So I bought his nasi lemak. Since it was also my first day at my new office, it was a very busy day for me. I neither had time for breakfast nor lunch. The nasi lemak stayed untouched until I finished work for the day. By that time, it was already spoilt. Still in a red plastic bag, I threw it into the dustbin, though I did feel strangely sad of doing so. Never mind, I could get a new pack the next day.

On Friday, I didn’t see Pakcik at the bench. Perhaps he went for his dialysis. I would get his nasi lemak on Monday. I had been a while since I last ate it anyway.

On Monday, I still didn’t see him. Maybe the next day then.

On Tuesday, he still wasn’t there. I headed to the canteen to get my breakfast. Then I went to the office. A few hours later I got an e-mail from Zaza...

“Cik kak dh tau ke pakcik yg jual nasi lemak pagi2 yg duk kat kerusi long house tu dh meninggal hari sabtu hari tu? I br tau semalam dr en Kamil tu pun lepas I tanya pelik nape takde nasi lemak pg semalam.”

I was shocked. Pakcik had passed away.

No more his karipap. No more his nasi lemak. No more seeing him sitting on the old wooden bench, waiting for customers to come.


The longhouse.


The wooden steps that I climbed nearly every day, right in front Pakcik’s bench.


He used to sit there, with two big plastic bags filled with nasi lemak and kuih to his side. I could almost see him still...

Al-Fatihah buat roh Pakcik. Bangku tu nampak sangat sunyi sejak Pakcik takde. Walaupun saya tak pernah tahu nama Pakcik, saya akan selalu ingat Pakcik yang jual karipap dan nasi lemak paling sedap di Subang Airport!

21 comments:

JaJa'Z said...

awwwwwwwwhhhhh! sooo tounchingggg..semoga roh pakcik tu tenang 'disana'...

lepas2 ni nampak gayanya kena ke cafe je lah yek..no more nasi lemak pakcik...

~jeet~ said...

alfatihah, moga dia ditempatkan di kalangan orang beriman, amin...

yup. sometimes those things that we intended to do for sometime, ade je yang menghalang, alih2 its all too late....

Anis Syuhada Nazari said...

sedihnya kak dieya :'(
anis dpt rasa apa akak rasa..
semoga roh pakcik tu tenang di sana.
paling xsetuju dgn org yg akak ckp tu.
apa salahnya kerja kutip sampah?
kerja halal..n bukannya dia xbasuh tgn lepas tu.eeeeee I hate that kind of people!

Nazimah said...

oh, touching nyer, huhuhu. sedih sgt, mengenangkan nasib pakcik tuh. semoga pakcik tuh ditempatkan di kalangan beriman. isk...

Kak Nora said...

Sedihnya...boleh jadi storyline drama TV .Al fatihah, semoga roh 'pakcik nasi lemak di bangku' aman di dunia sana.

Messy Mummy said...

Tumpang sedih... touching sangat2. Itulah orang kata.. kadang2 kalau kita teringin nak buat sesuatu..buatlah. Lau tak ralat sangat...

Tak perlah dieya.. doa for pakcik would be the greatest gift. moga Allah tempatkan pak cik bersama2 org yang beriman. Al-fatihah...

Untuk org yang berkata tentang kutip sampah itu... tak baik sangat untuk mm. kalu iya pun pak cik yang buat nasi lemak tu ker... i bet he wash his hand.. like all of us bila handle sampah2 kat rumah esp yang ddk kat dapur dengan pelbagai benda... kita manusia.. jgn nilai org mcm tuh.. may be we should be more positive...

Mamamya said...

sedih dgn 2 perkara...1st of course ttg 'pakcik' yg telah kembali padaNya..semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat...al-fatihah.

2nd ttg kata2 "petang dia korek sampah,esok pagi dia jual nasi lemak pulak" pelik..?? ada org yg sanggup mengeluarkan kata2 itu...(dah emo dah nih....org 'jiwa kacau' kan...)at least pakcik mencari rezeki yg halal utk menapung sara hidupnya...tidak m'minta2..tidak menghulur tangan di sepanjang kaki lima mengharapkan ehsan org lain......tp dia BERUSAHA!! bersyukurlah dgn apa yg kita ada hari ini....tidak salah berkongsi kesenangan dgn rezeki yg datangnya dari Allah juga....


***nak citer happy news plak..smlm mr.kmdo baca komen kat n3 "begini kisahnya" then dia kata ' ye jugak kan...sian mama x der laptop...ok lah nnti kita tgk note book yer..baba bawa note book jer lappy ni baba tinggal..." yieppa3!!!! sooooooooooooooooo happy!!!

& ingat lagi x akak punya joke "bila gaji suami i nak naik..." u know the gurauan bakal menjadi kenyataan...sooooooooooo happy again..n again..n again.....

p/s: arini masak sambil senyum..lalalalalalalalala......

ninie said...

Hai Dieya...how sad...
mmg selalunya macam nie lah...
bila 'org' tu dah takde kita biasanya akan lebih 'teringatkan' dia and biasanya kita akan cakap...eg:
"kalaulah....aku tanya sapa nm dia aritu?"
"kalaulah...aku tanya kat mana umah dia"
"kalaulah....aku...."
kan...??.had happen to me before...:(

dieya said...

k jaja,
amin, semoga roh pakcik dicucuri rahmat. sejak pakcik takde memang hari2 pegi cafe. bila lalu kat longhouse tu teringat kat pakcik, tak merasa dah nasi lemak dia.

jeet,
yeah babe.. it kind of reminds me if i intend to do something, just do it, takyah tangguh2. don't wait until it's too late.


anis,
thanks for feeling the same way. itulah, sedih kan bila ada org yg mentality mcm tu. hmmm...

ct,
this is the story that i told u i wanna talk abt. sempat juga tulis aknirnya :-)
yes, may Allah bless his soul, amin!

aunty nora,
my eyes did go glassy writing this. hahaha kalau jadi drama tv boleh dpt anugerah skrin nih. anyhow, may Allah bless his soul, amin!

mm,
itulah, i kind of ralat coz i threw away the last nasi lemak that i bought from him. and i never asked what his name was. abt that person yg penggeli tu, kalau geli pun jgn laa kutuk kan, tak baik. byk sgt suspicion kot.

k lieya,
amin! itulah, apa salahnya cari rezeki halal kan? bukannya dia mencuri ke.. makan rasuah ke.. emo jugak bila dgr kata2 org tu sampai tak terkata2.
yeay k lieya still ada lappy!!! and your hubby dapat naik gaji yek, congrats!!! wah kena open table ni!!!
p.s.: bebaik kak.. dok senyum2.. hangus lak menda atas dapur tuh karang.. :-D

ninie,
hi there! lamanya tak nampak u!
yeah, selalu camtu kan. dah terlepas baru nak menyesal. it's a reminder to me to not take things or chances for granted. seize the moment, later may be too late.

dyanna said...

ohh.. sedihnya cerita ni! :'(
RIP Pakcik and may Allah have mercy on his soul.

there is nothing wrong with turning other ppl trash for a living. at least it's halal. these kind of people are the ones who should be respected and we should kiss their hands as a sign of respect instead of kissing filthy politicians hands!

JaJa'Z said...

kak lieya dapat lappy baru?? yippieeeeee..eh? aku plak over..hehhehe

dieya said...

dyanna,
amin! i so agree with you. it's really sad that some people think otherwise.

k jaja,
akmaklumlah ada org baru naik gaji.. hihihi.. dah ada spare lappy terus hilang akak tu punya jiwa kacau, masak pun senyum tu!

ZuNas77 said...

i nangis baca entry u ni..sangat2 sedih..maybe ajal pakcik tu dah tiba..tak lama dia buat dialysis tu kan..tp masa dia buat dia masih gigih menjual nasi lemak..semangat yg i rasa susah nak ada pada org lain. especially kat collegue lelaki u yg discriminate bila dia kutip sampah tu..helloooo...mkn kat big restaurant pun belum tentu kebersihannya ok...

Al-Fatihah to Arwah pakcik...semoga pakcik menemui kebahgiaan di sana..Amin..

dieya said...

zu,
i pun sambil menaip bergenang air mata teringat kat pakcik.. betul tuh, kalu restaurant 5 star sekalipun who knows bersih tak bersih, bukan kita gi check dapur diorang pun kan.
may Allah bless his soul, amin!

Maya Marisa said...

innalillah.....may his soul rest in peace...
very nicely written tribute entry. my colleague, sorang pun baru passed away. nnti bila itu mood sudah datang, i'll write about his passing. very the tragic. he might be a mail delivery man, but he had a heart of gold.

p/s: morale of the story, jgn pandang lekeh jer orgX2 camni. for all u know, they are the ones who are blessed with a kind heart kan..

Ijannina said...

Oh too bad no pics of him. When things like this happen, mesti rs ralat kn... Alfatihah pakcik..

dieya said...

maya,
thanks and amin to your doa. betul tu, kata org dolu2 don't judge a book by it's cover kan. do write about your friend soon!

mon,
yeah too bad, if only i went ahead with the idea of taking his pic earlier.. hmm.. ralat juga, but it's okay, he's in a better place now.

AYApunyaCINTA said...

omg nice entry! i cant stop crying even after finished reading this.. sedeyh larr bohooo

dieya said...

aya,
thanks! sedih kan.. i had tears in my eyes writing this.. huhuhu

Liza from MAS said...

u.. sedihnyer..
tu laa.. kalau bagi i pulak.. kalau ade pakcik tu when I reach the office.. means that it's still early.. but bile pakcik dah balik (nasi lemak dah habis jual).. maknenyer.. liza sampai lambat la tu.. huhu.. dah takde benchmark dah.. :(

dieya said...

liza,
sedih kan u..
ish u ni, ada ke pakcik tu jadi u nyer alarm clock! lepas ni sila datang awal ye, takde sapa dah nak signify u sampai lambat ke cepat :-p