My mother had four siblings. After her youngest sister, my Busu ( died because of a stroke ) and  her younger sister, my Aunty A ( she had cancer ) passed away, she only has two younger brothers now, my Pak chik and Pak Lang. And Alhamdulillah, this hari raya , all three of them met . Pak chik went to my sister's house on the first Syawàl. Then we went to his house on the second Syawal. And last Saturday, he and his family came to my house. My mother looked so happy. And yesterday, Pak Lang, his wife and his grandson came to my house to visit his sister, Kak S. They don't call my mother Kak Long, only Kak S.

Well as I said earlier, it's Hari Raya. Meeting, hugging, chatting, laughing ( but not ngilai-ngilai like me and my RR friends ), crying and makan-makan la. 

Ops good news. No. It's great news. Ateh RR received her first granddaughter at the end of Ramadhan. She told us, her RR friends that her granddaughter is also our granddaughter, so we call her "RR Granddaughter". Thank you 💕.