His father dead for the past five years ago, by a tragic accident, at the end of the Melur Road. His father, was a postman, dead when he is still in his duty to make some deliveries for the folks that waiting for the letters, maybe from their children, family, and could be some offers for teenagers to further their studies to the university in town.
Besides, his mother was a very tough woman that he ever knew. She never cried and feel despair about her lost, her beloved husband. She told her children that this is one of their big challenge to the journey to become stronger, and the great slave for Allah, the Al-mighty. Puan Mariah never asked Malique to go out and find the job, but she told him to focus on his exam, just around the corner. She still can afford them by the wages from her job, a cleaner in primary school in her village, SMK Tun Fatimah, Kulai, Johor.
Malique still have two sisters, in Standard 3 and Form 1 to take care on, Siti Musliha and his youngest sister, Siti Marina. Malique started to carry the burden and full responsibility to feed his family since his father gone. He never complained and tried his best to balance his education, and also his part time job, collecting coconut and helping Pak Ismail in his orchard. Sometimes, he also goes out doing some job such as cut the grass, painting the house, and do some laundry to earn some money for his sisters. He said once to his mother, that he will to sacrificed his future as long as his two beloved sisters finished their studies with flying colours. He will to do anything, just for his family, for their better future.
