i love u, mak long

Yasmin ahmad, or as i call her mak long. i want to write something about her, as she did about me. to me, she is the best aunt any guy could have. she is kind, caring, loving and soft-centered. she is a random person as i would say. always doin random jokes. she could find the simplest thing and still make it the best joke ever. in this photo, i was still a child. she would do this to me when i started throwing tantrums. if all fails, she would dance with me and i would stop. not only she's a random person, but also random in appearance. where else could u find someone who wears baju kurung with converse shoes? or pajamas to lunch with flip-flops or bata shoes?. she is just so raw and hip but sophisticated at the same time. i always ask her, "why do u where baju kurung with converse shoe? she will reply, "cause im cool!" i would smile after that. i love the way she laughs. it's so hysterical. she could turn a dull place with just her random jokes and laughs. she did that to me. when i was down or if was moody, she would make random jokes and laugh. i would do to. she was a firm, funny person. sometimes she likes to make faces, and asked me to do it, just so i would laugh because i was always quiet around her. but i could never do her funny faces. last time ,she used to call me peacock because my hair was so wild. she is very supportive to me. when my mum said that i wanted to do film making, like her. she said, "i believe u will be good in film making". i like to talk films with her, because i know that we have the same taste. i remembered when the sim card A.D.A.M. came out, i was 8, so i didn't have a clue who made it. after years past, my aunt told me that she made it, because of me. that's how much she loved me. she loved me until every birthday of mine, she would come, eventhough she had plans or if she was far off the country. last year, during my b'day she was in ipoh. she got the call and straight rushed to my house. she would buy me presents, eventhough i didn't ask for it. i look up to my aunt, and respected her of how she was, not how rich she was, or famous she was. eventhough people keep critisising her work and her personality, she will say, "i don't care about what they say behind my back". that's how cool she was. i always talk about her to my friends. how caring she was, how loving she was. she would pray every time to god, thanking for all that god gave her. when i heard the news from my cousin that she collasped, i thought it was just an ordinary passing out. but when i looked up in the internet, she was in a coma, with a life support system. my body began to feel cold, blood rushing to my veins. it was so sudden and things were happening so fast. i went to the hospital that night. i held her hand, and then kissed it, and tears began to run. i prayed hard for her. before this i remembered seeing her on my grandad's birthday, she asked me to try the morrocan prawn and then walking through shops. a week before she past away, she asked me to join my grandparents to celebrate my birthday. then i got the news that she had passed away, 35 minutes before my 17th birthday. when i came to the house, i burst into tears, remembering all the good memories we've been together. i touched her leg, rubbed it and said my prayers. while i was walking, ettiene and aryana consoled me. yana said that maklong was very proud of me, and can't stop talking about me, how i played the piano like a dream. it made me warm. when i went to the funeral, i gave my prayers, thk her for all the things she did to me, thk god for her, and said i love u so so much. she is the best aunt that i could ever had.thk u god for giving us a loving aunt, sister, daughter and friend. i love u so much mak long and we will dearly miss u. may Allah S.W.T. bless u. amin