Hello everyone! How are you?
It has been a week since I balik dari Philippines (Yes I'm home already!)
Last 2 days I terserempak kawan sekolah and dia cakap "Amboi balik Malaysia tak kasi tahu langsung kenapa?"
(I think I already announced on Facebook and Instagram.......) but whatever haha.
I got home on June 13th but the next day I terus pergi rumah abang kat Penang.
My dad cakap I dengan my mom patut duduk dengan dia for a few days since wife dia and Zahraa takda.
He's a doctor and currently completing his 2 years housemanship in Seberang Jaya Hospital.
To be honest, I kesian tengok keadaan dia.
Dia pergi kerja around 6 am and balik around 6 pm (kalau tak tagging, if tagging, he will get home around 10 pm).
I told this to my parents cakap "Kesian nya kat Abang Ijai, few hours je kat rumah."
and then ayah I cakap "Itulah. Bila kamu kat sana and kami cakap selalu datang rumah dia, kamu kenalah faham."
The moment we got there, kitorang kemas kemas rumah dia.
I don't know why but deep inside I rasa dia lonely and majorly because wife dia balik Terengganu for a week. Ofcourse, dah lah balik kerja penat, tup tup bukak pintu rumah, anak bini takda. No wonder dia mintak my mom and I temankan. At the first place I macam bengang kat dia sebab I baru je balik and dia dah demand I pergi rumah dia. But after tengok keadaan dia, now I understand.
For the first time in a couple of years, we were in the house together.
Complete 5 orang and bila makan sekali, I rasa bersyukur sangat.
For some people, these kind of things macam "eleh family dinner je pun, what's the big deal?"
Do yourself a favor, believe and count your blessings.
I still remember 3 weeks before I got home, I talked to a friend.
I told him I like staying in Manila cause everything is here eg if I want something in urgent, I could simply walk to Ministop at 3 am or I get hungry at 4 am I could actually go to McDonals within 3 mins.
but my friend never understands.
Dia simple cakap "hahahaha just because McDonalds around the corner, you happy duduk situ? Orang lain semua happy duduk Malaysia sebab family dekat"
I terus menangis lepas tu.
I wasn't mad at him, I was disappointed.
He missed the point.
I told him "You should be proud of me. At least I duduk sini takda nak homesick. At least there are few stuffs that make me happy and cara you macam nak cakap I duduk sini tak ingat my own parents"
Friendly reminder you people, you stop talking to understand and digest what other people are saying.
You don't stop talking simply to put on your arguments.
We stop talking to listen, not to be waiting your turn to lash everything you want to say.
Ofcourse, I was happy in Manila.
I didn't mention "Oh how much I miss my parents bla bla"
My parents taught me to grow up without being afraid yang you akan rindukan parents you.
I grow and I learnt, I rindu but I simpan dalam hati without having to mention about it.
Yet some people mungkin ada cara diorang sendiri and I dengan cara I.
The point is still the same, we will always miss our parents and our family but both of us have different ways to show it.