
At 4.45 p.m. today, Kecik passed away.
I saw him dying.
I saw Kecik struggled for his last breath.
I saw Kecik died....
I knew Kecik had left, yet I still stroke his weak light small body.
I felt there was a grain in his left cheek pouch.
Kecik hadn't much energy even to finish his last food.