Pergi

I was at the entrance of my shop with a customer when this one lady passed by and conveyed a message.  Ok, let's call her KKM i.e. Kakak Kedai Makan.

KKM:  Eh, Apek dah mati.

Me:  Apek mana?  (since there were two apeks in two different grocery shops).  Apek HW ke?

KKM:  aah.  Sakit cancer.  (then walked away)

I remember Haqim gone to HW previously to buy some bread.

Me:  Haqim beli roti tadi bayar dengan sapa?

Haqim:  Dengan Apek.

Me:  Biar betul.  Acik tu cakap Apek dah mati la.  Haqim bayar dengan Kak Ayu ke?

Haqim:  (bosan).  dengan apek la.

Dissatisfied, I went to HW Supermarket.  Terjenguk-jenguk depan pintu.  There he was, Apek HW is still alive.  Rupanya Apek Pasaraya SL yang meninggal.  This time I think we can shoot the messenger.  

I called this man, uncle.  A man who rarely smile.  Every time he came to my shop, he told me about his business.  He seemed to live under pressure.  However, not only that, today I  got to know he also suffered  from cancer.  Goodbye uncle.