While waiting for passengers to load their bags, a young woman who looked to be in her late 20s rushed with her baby and took the seat next to me. I tried to search for any other empty couple seat so she and her baby could be more comfortable for the long journey to KL, but unfortunately, there was none. We ended up sharing a bit of my seat for her 1 and a half year old baby.
I noticed henna on her hands. I asked her if she is a newlywed and she said yes but the baby come out first, and “macam tu lah kak sekarang…”
I guess I understood what she was trying to tell me. I was surprised to find out that she's only 20 years old. She then asked for my help to take care of her baby for a while so she can carry her bag with her, which I readily give. I helped to babysit the baby for about 10 minutes before she came back.
I can see that she’s doing everything on her own. And she looked so haggard and a little unhappy.
I gave her my neck pillow for the baby as the little babe was falling sleep. I continued to chat with her and she told me about her family and her husband. Her husband is a lorry driver but I don’t wanna ask too much about why she was travelling alone with her baby. Maybe her husband was busy.
She told me she has a big family with many siblings.
All of them live far away from home. But, she said her little sister will pick her up when she arrive to KL and bring her to Damansara while I'll be taking the monorail to Putrajaya Sentral. Our conversation soon came to an end when her baby woke up and she had to tend to her child.
When we arrived, I helped her to carry her bag. Oh My God, the bag was like 30 kilos. How was she gonna carry that and also carry the baby at the same time. Inside, I admired her strength. She told me she barely ate anything that morning as she was too busy preparing for the trip. Even though it was my first time travelling by bus, I tried to look for the nearest restaurant and found a stall that sold some light snacks and drinks. I bought her some and handed them to her. She kissed my hand, and thanked me profusely for the food.
As I walked away from that young woman and her baby, I could feel tears running down my cheeks. That small pack of food was a small gift, but her overwhelming appreciation touched me deeply.
For a time, I felt quite helpless as I didn’t know how can I help her more. I can only pray that Allah will provide her aid in her time of need.
To that strong young mother,
Life sometimes has its ups and down,
But don’t ever look back at your past,
Life is a journey not a destination,
Keep strong and carry on,
And success will come by.
May Allah ease you and guide you in raising your child with much love and compassion.
Good luck and take care,
A girl who is trying to make the world a better place to live in