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| Usu, di jendela rumahnya di Manjoi, Ipoh. "Mana gunting, tolong carikan gunting, bior (biar) aku potong je rambut tu!!!" |
Tinggal dia je, Usu saya yang comel, satu-satunya adik arwah Bapak, yang sering memeluk dan mencium Bapak (dipanggil Abang) setiap kali berjumpa, hinggalah kali terakhir bila jenazah arwah Bapak sudah terkujur kaku. Kasih Usu pada arwah Bapak buat hati saya sejuk. Saya nampak arwah Bapak menerusi dia.
She's the only one left, my cute little and petit Usu, the only sister of my late father, who used to hug and kiss my late father (she called him 'Abang', meaning brother), every time she met him, until her last hug and kiss when my late father's body was lying motionless. Her love towards my late father always soothes my heart. I see my late father through her.
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