I’m back again.Still in a good shape but tireddddddddddddd to death.What happened was, my mom still ok when I’m home after driving 4 hours and half from KL.She’s a bit shock but didn’t scold or nag at me.Hohoho..what a relief.Anyway,still my pa & ma would like to accompany me on my way back to KL.Mom would like to pay a visit to my sista,sis maziah.They would like to see her brand new house.Pa said, he & ma must come over here to see their children,to spend the time with their children,to get close to them.I noticed that, the more older he is the more caring he is towards his kids.My pa used to be the very ‘garang’ dad before.Now, it is the different thing.Hehe..
My pa already show a sign of ageing, he can’t recall exactly the location of streets.I know I may lose him in any time and I have to be ready.He walks very slow and always complaint he suffer a pain in his chest.I know if I didn’t follow my parents and my sister to perform umrah on last June, I may not have the chance again.I mean the last chance to perform umrah together with my parents.At least I’d done something to them.They take a good care of me from I’m a small baby girl till I able to take care my ownself.Now, it’s my time to repay.It’s now or never.Not much time left.
One thing about my dad that made me so touched is dad will always severe all of the gifts I gave to him. Even if the things already is too old to be used he will just keep it.He never dump it.Daddy still wear the watch I gave him till now.I learnt the lesson from him.If you really love a person you’ll keep safe the gift from him/her.It has sentimental value, no amount of money can buy it.It become my habit, I always cherish the gift I’ve had.Furthermore, I originally came from not so well off family.Therefore,since I were small,I always appreciate everything that I had.Life is the greatest gift from Allah,at least be thankful that you still alive,can breath some fresh air.
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