My little bro got whacked by my mum last night.
A well-deserved one.
But it still hurts me to see him being beaten like that.
Especially so when he started to call out to me for help.
And he just had to add the part that went something like,
"Kak Long..tolong Mahathir. Tadikan Mahathir tolong Kak Long".
That really did it for me. I was this close to intervening, but I had to stop myself because I really do not wish for him to be Anakku Sazali.

I love you, my dearest Abang.
I'm sorry I couldnt help you yesterday.
I want you to grow up to be a nice young man, not some stubborn, uncouth, impossibly spoilt brat that you are turning into.