The late Arfazuan is my colleague.
We work at the same branch..same unit..same Section.
He's my senior.
But he was younger 1 year than me.
Same origin, Sabah. But he is from Kota Belud. Race : Bajau.
He is a good friend. A gem that is very rare to find.
A member of Cadenza d Colours
A member of Pena Stanza (Puisi Inovasi)
A member of NR Roar (Creative showcase HQ)
A member of Arca Dance Theatre (Drater Inovasi)
A member of Arca Dance Group (Dwitari Inovasi)
A member of NR Choirs
A member of WHT.
A member of Superjalangans.
Almost every group I've ever joined in, he was there.
Every events in LHDN he will took parts. RatRace..Zumba..Dance..Aerobicthon..Batik Model..Emcee.. you name it.
He respects people. He loves childrens. He make friends with who ever regardless of backgrounds. We used to call him "anak dara". Because he knows how to do chores that a women usually do.
Yesterday I watched his last breath.. his last long breath....
The visit was initially a plain visit. Just to see how is his condition. I didn't expect the visit to turned into witnessing his last breath.
It turned out that he has been warded since Tuesday last week. And we as friends, close frinds of him.. didn't have a slightest info about him being warded. Last whatsapp message I received from him was on Friday last week (25/03/2016). And he mention he is ok.. don't worry. The whole last week we (friends) texted him asking about his condition. He just told us that he was resting at his friend's house. Sampai ke tahap kritikal, dia masih sembunyikan yang dia sedang sakit tenat.
14th March.. I met him at office. Dia singgah sekejap, I dunno utk ambil barang ka apa.. We talk a little while. He looks pale.. kurus sgt. Dia ckp berat turun mendadak.. 71kg to 65kg in 1 week.. 1 week before he was warded at Pusrawi. He just told us that there's a slight infection on his lungs and told us not to worry. After discharged from pusrawi... I didn't know that he was warded again. Not until my friend Ezza & Zati told us. Arfa's cousin called Noi.. and then Noi let them knew about it. They rushed to Hospital Sg Buloh on 28th March. He was already semi conscious.
Yesterday we decided to shoot email on his health condition. Many colleagues even from other branch came to pay a visit. But we've never expected the visit will turn out to be the last visit.
All we knew from the cousin, he suffered lungs infections. Until one of the nurses told Zati "kalau boleh x payah masuk melawat. Pesakit ada Tibi Positif". Barulah kami tahu. 😢
In the HDW (High Dependency Ward), Arfa was placed in a quarantined room. Visitor can watch from outside the glass room. At first only 2 person at a time can enter the ward. Tapi mungkin dipermudahkan bagi semua dapat lawat dia.. Semua terus masuk.. Sec.Guard keeps reminding us, tapi kami x berganjak. We watch the screen. the pulse fluctuating not stabilize. And there he goes.. We entered the room around 12.40pm.. 1.30pm I noticed the machine is going hay wire.. bunyi sana sini.. ngam2 sy masuk bilik pakai mask lagi tu. Then one of Arfa's friend ask me to call his mom. So the whole family enters. And we witnessed the scene. His mom keeps kissing his forehead.. his hand.. his feet. Because she didn't have the chance to meet him while he is still conscious. 1.30pm.. I knew.. He is already gone..right after the long breath that he released.. But the official time taken is 1.45pm..the time where the machine is pulled out from him. The doctors and nurses outside the room was just smiling in silence. Because they knew already he is gone. But they let us.. the friends and family.. take time to pay our last respect to him.
I waited till the body sent to forensics for post mortem. Then we went in the room to take last look at him. He was already paled..very pale. But his face is just like sleeping.. then I had to get back to office. Tumpang kereta org kan.. Ikutla driver..
How will I face my day.. my every working day. My desk is just next to his. We were neighbour. I'm sad.. very sad.. I've knew him for 3 years and 3 months now.. Since the 1st day I've step my foot at NR Branch.
My husband used to get jealous at him. Because we were close. But later on he is okay with it. Because there's nothing to be jealous of. In fact they were friends too.. we've met and hangout a few times together.
Arfa.. Tenang dan damailah kau disana.. Senyuman ko yang paling kami semua ingat. Sebab ko x pernah tunjuk muka sedih. Ko selalu buat lawak.. Selalu jadi aww kunun. Time praktis menari ko slalu bagi step2 sexy.. Kuih batik ko kami ingat... Selalu layan kami yg gegurl2 WHT ni.. kalau ada yg pregnant ko bawa juga kasi layan tu mengidam. Betapa bagusnya ko Arfa. X pernah memilih kawan..Kalau pg kenduri ko tolong jaga anak aku.. Macam2 ko tolong.. Kalau raya ko la yg paling bersemangat cari tema utk Unit.. hias2 unit.. kalau hari merdeka ko pegi sangkut bendera di area depan unit. huhu. Arfa... Arfa.. Kenapa ko sembunyikan ko sedang sakit.. Tahu.. tujuan ko x mau org susah hati.. tapi.. kita kan semua kawan2.. huhu...
Semoga urusanmu dipermudahkan arwah Arfa... Mudah-mudahan ko ditempatkn bersama orang2 yang beriman.. Sebab ko seorang yang sangat baik. Tiada ganti.
I refused to post any pictures of him.. I know many friends does that in FB. But this is me.
Let him rest. We all missed you Arfa.