Yesterday, lepas Hajar mandi, as usual I will comb Hajar's long curly hair. Here's the conversation as I was combing her hair ~
mama : " ni kalau nenek ada, mesti nenek suruh sapu minyak kat rambut, nanti rambut tak lah kering..."
hajar : (diam je, tak jawab)
mama : "hajar ingat nenek tak?"
hajar : "ingat"
mama : "sian kan.... nenek dah tak ada..... hajar ingat tak muka nenek?"
hajar : "ingat."
and unexpectedly she continued...
hajar : "mama, nenek raya kat syurga ke?"
mama : "ya..."
and we suddenly both became quiet ... I poured the baby powder onto my palm and sapu kat my daughter's both cheeks as my late mother did to me when I was little...