My Eldest Brother

He is a handsome guy. Undeniably. He was born normally on 9 July 1985. He loved jump up and down and climbed up trees during his childhood. We even played 'guli' and helped mother selling snacks and ice creams in front of our former house. We liked to fight over small things. He loved to be the black ranger in Power Rangers. He wanted me to be the yellow one though i insisted i loved the pink.

When he was 5, he suffered from high fever. After he was fully recovered... he is not the same person anymore. He was always fainted. He refused to play with other people. When the doctors said there was nothing wrong with my bro, my father and my bro tried the kampong ways. They even went to Miri to seek for traditional way of healing his strange behaviour. One of the medicine men said that there is 'something' look after him... Gosh...

At one point, my father gave up. Nothing change in him.

My bro prefer to do things alone. Now, cats are his loyal companions. He eats with his cats around him. His room, MasyaAllah, is so smelly. Hate the smell. I have tried to chase them away. When he finds out, i will be thrown with something. And he always says 'Jgn kaco pusak aku. Aku sayangnya. Aku sikmoknya mati kat luar nun (dont disturb my cats. I love them. I dont want them to die outside there)'. Oh..my bro... What can i tell you... I want yo to change... that's all..

The boy in white T-shirt and short pant is my bro, Aby Bakar. Let's pray together, hopefully he will be a normal person of his age. Amin