Yesterday was the day I registered into KTDI….starting my third year….I was planning to go with my sis,but then….my father insisted to send me…..He had a meeting to attend……however….he still insisted….so….After I registered,it was the time to move all my things into my ‘new’ room….(so much of new as the furnitures is soon to collapse….).My father helped me with the moving….I was so kesian with him….He was sweating heavily and yet,he’d to go for a meeting…..After finished bringing my stuff up into my room,he rested awhile…but,he just couldn’t stop moving.He looked around at the room and started to rearrange my furnitures so that the room has better lighting.He moved the table and the wardrobe.
He did all of the chores without me asking.It’s like a machine that is moving on its own.He reminded me of this and that about the room and even considering to bring along a ‘parang’ to cut of the tree branches outside my window.I was very,very,very touched…..T.T…..Hey,I can do it on my own,all the cleaning but,yah…that is what I call,a dad’s instinct and love.Probably for him,it was nothing….just a babble of a father to her daughter…..But for me,it meant sooooooooooo much more…….His will to climbed the chairs just to clean of the spider webs on the wardrobe showed so much more……..Though I tried to keep sending him off….(thinking bout his meeting),he pretended not to hear me T.T
Waving my father….bye Abah T.T (depan tu family Amilin)
Anak manja?I don’t care what people think of me.What I feel is that I spend less time with them,my parents.Imagine,primary school I went to the school about 7am and be back at around 6pm and played2…..secondary school,I went to a boarding school where I can only go back once a month and sometimes I didn’t go home cuz of exam,less time spent with them,then matrix and university,then get marry(have to live with future husband T.T)…less,and less and less and less time I have with them….. T.T how I hate it.So,as long as there is time for me to be with them,I will be! And hey,they are all I have,I don’t want to regret in the future………
P/S : I’m praying I may change his Civic Honda with a Mercedes.Hope that I may!