Last Friday, after work, I went to Selayang, staying at homestay booked by my aunt. My mom, pakwek and pak usu (with his kidsss) arrived not too long after me. The purpose is pakwek will be warded, he had an operation on Monday, so he'll need to register by Saturday.
After he's warded in the morning. My mom and I accompanied him until six o'clock in the evening, when my uncle arrived from Melaka to take his turn.
As long as I remember, I never ever had opportunities to be alone with my mother. So that twenty four hours we spend together is really meaningful for me. I am being more honest and sincere with my feelings and I told her everything that I have kept inside. The one thing about family and love stories.
She finally knows about my unrequited love stories and she's proud of me, because I look things positively, that I am not being obsess for the sake of love. And she compliment me for being matured enough to let go and accept the fact that Allah has written. She knows that I am sad but she said, she will pray for the best to come and accompany me.
I want my mom to know this, that her daughter is strong, strong enough that not a mere man can broke her heart. I may love too easily, but I have spacious heart that I can put many people in it, that I won't be broke, just because someone refuse to receive my love. I've loss nothing.
And I want my mom to know this, that she has taught me right, rise me up to more than I can be. I learn a lot from her and she is one of my role model in life.
I love you ma.
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