Yeah. The entry title is somehow mushy. Isnt’ it so? Hehew
:3
The thing is, I received a text message from my junior.
Well, she’s gonna sit for her SPM by end of the year.
“Salam kak. Akak ingat saya lagi tak? Ni *insert name here*
lah. Adik angkat akak masa sekolah dulu.”
Phew!
Sejak bila pulak aku jadi kakak budak ni? Aku ni anak
tunggal. Adik beradik tak angkat sah-sah le takde. Takde kerja la pulak aku nak
mengangkat orang jadi adik-beradik aku kan. Leceh ah nak adopt manusia ni,
illegally pulak tu.
Foster sister. Foster brother.
This may sounds a bit harsh but that’s it. There’s no such
thing as adik beradik angkat. Guys, please. Korang patut bersyukur tahu for
having real siblings. I mean, y’guys are bunch of people tied up with the bond
of flesh and blood. That is so amazing!
But this angkat angkat thingy, somehow make you feel
ungrateful for your brothers and sisters. Betul. Sebab sejauh mana sayang kita,
sejauh mana we adore orang lain, be them either younger or elder than us, the
love and affection would never go beyond the term of ‘acquaintances’. The real
sibling relationship could never be replaced by any correlation with others.
As the reference from the Biology field of study, finger
printing may vary to one’s DNA. It shows that one of the functions of the
deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA) found in our chromosome is to ensure the
possibility of a biological child.
A single component of a chromosome is made up from some
pairs of nucleic acids. This nucleic acid meanwhile is an infusion from the
parents’ DNA with the child’s. Well, based on the research, those percentages
shown below, which have been diagnosed from the finger printing, are the
possibility of a same DNA shared by siblings.
90% same : adik beradik kandung.
60 – 70% same : adik beradik tiri.
While for the parents and their child, it is;
85% same : anak kandung.
0% same : anak angkat.
So secara ringkasnya, taraf seorang anak kandung mahupun
adik beradik sedarah sedaging itu mampu dikenal pasti. Sebab tu it made no
sense to me on how people can easily acknowledge others as their so-called-adik
beradik. =.=
Look, I am the only child in my family. Do you know what
that means?
I never had the chance to have the love of a brother nor a
sister. Back then, I’ve no idea that some people around me are having their playmates
under a very same roof. How I was once a very pure and innocent child. My dad,
he was rarely at home due to his work demand. So, my days were filled with my
mum. Her faces, her love. Dialah tempat nak bergaduh, dia jugalah tempat nak
bermanja, mengadu nasib, meminta kasih. How I wished that I could have brother
and sisters, DULU LAH.
\
Tapi bila fikir balik, tak kisah pun. Takde adik beradik
maksudnya semua attention, kasih sayang tu satu je saluran dia. Muehehe! :3
Back to our topic.
Serius, aku tak faham kaedah adik angkat bagai ni. Mendapa
sebenarnya ni weh? Ce terang sikit bagi aku faham. Oh, korang rasa senang
dengan dia, rasa best lepak dengan dia, share cerita dengan dia. Tak macam adik
beradik korang yang jarang nak share cerita dengan korang, asyik tease korang
and buat korang annoyed 24/7. Tapi budak yang korang angkat angkat tu agak wayyyy
better. Sampai korang rasa “oh kan best if dia ni adik beradik betul aku. tapi
takpe lah, jadi adik beradik angkat pun okay jugak”, macam tu ke cara nak faham
hubungan berangkat ni? -,-
Pada aku lah, takde pun istilah angkat-angkat ni. Tak pernah
wujud pun. Sebab bagi aku, kalau orang tu lagi muda daripada kita, dia akan
selalu dapat pangkat adik. Dah nama pun muda kan. And if orang tu lagi tua
daripada kita, for sure la dia dapat pangkat abang or kakak kan. Gelaran tanda
hormat kita.
Lagi pulak, the situation somehow can be worse kalau
hubungan angkat berangkat ni dengan yang berlainan jantina. Tak kisah la
jantina mana lagi muda or lagi tua ke kan. Nafsu, setan, iblis ni dia tak kira
dah seangkatan ke tak seangkatan, dia balun je semua. Sebab tu boleh wujud kes
sumbang mahram kan? My mother once said,
“Sibuk nak berangkat angkat bebudak ni. Kang sekali dah
terangkat betul baru nak bising-bising salahkan semua orang.”
Well said, Ibu. :’)
Zaman sekolah aku dulu, zaman tengah in lah angkat angkat
ni. Kira macam trend ah. Ada je junior baru, yang dahi licin sikit ke, yang
femes ke, senior hot ke, hah, jalann. Banyak ler angkatan angkatan baru
ditubuhkan. Haih.
Bila aku rapat dengan adik adik junior, ada la manusia
manusia yang tak berapa nak faham prinsip aku duk memekak,
“wo, adik angkat aine ni!’’
“weh, adik angkat kesayangan kau lalu tu, tegur ah.”
Amendeee la korang
=.=
Oh sorry, bukan nak peril korang ke ape, just, aku tak suka
lah. Tak selesa. Korang selesa, korang suka, aku tak kisah. But I DO NOT.
For those yang ada hubungan angkatan tak sah ni, terpulang
la atas korang. Aku tak galakkan, dan aku jugak dah tak daya nak melarang.
Masing-masing dah besar kan. Fikir-fikirlah.
You have no idea macam mana sunyi
hidup seorang anak tunggal.
Hargailah adik beradik korang. Sekerek mana pun dorang,
sesengal mana pun dorang, ingatlah, korang datang dari manusia yang sama. So,
perangai cengghitu pun mesti ada dekat korang kan. Tayah nak ek sangat, nak
perasan bagus daripada adik beradik korang sangat. LOL
Kadang-kadang jarak umur tu boleh jadi gap antara adik
beradik kan. Cuba dapatkan rentak dorang. Cuba seiringkan rasa kita, sebagai
adik beradik. Kalau kita lagi tua, kita boleh guide dorang. We used to be at
their place. We’ve probably gone through anything that they’re facing. If kita
lagi muda pulak, kena ingat, dorang lebih dulu makan garam, even tua setahun
pun. Dorang ada pelbagai pengalaman yang mungkin kita tak pernah or tak akan
lalui.
Don’t just hear, but listen to them.
Don’t just look, but observe them.
I know that I
shouldn’t say much on this matter but aku jumpa ramai orang kot. Kutip la life
experiences masa tu :D
Abang. Kakak. Adik.
Sedarah sedaging, sama ibu sama bapa.
Atau mungkin sama bapa, berlainan ibu.
Selagi datangnya daripada benih yang sama, kita adik
beradik.
Anugerah Ilahi yang tidak ternilai.
Love your siblings.
They are your precious aside from your parents.
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