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.