he's not a figured man. in early fifties he's still not fail to bring back some treats for teatime. well though we rarely finish it. when he's the one who' riding you back with motorbikes after school. who ride again to the grocery shop when the house runs out of eggs. in latest trend, buying few packs of vitagens or yakults, another litre of peel fresh orange drink. y'know a kind of considered like healthy treats for the girls. he's the one who fix the light bulb, change the color though we sisters differ in opinions. the one who always consider having holidays together during school breaks. and hey, with the seafood dinner once in awhile. just to feel home. well, i know you would always want the best for your kids, although it is always being misunderstood. do you remember when you were taking us to the zoo while mom was away for a course? well you did tried hard to entertain us when mom's not around. and i was only eleven maybe. or maybe when the last time we had phone conversations and lasts only few minutes. the kind of awkward silent when you're by my side, i just speak silently in my head. the time where you drive me throughout the highway, the kind of consoling words, i just know it's for my betterment. dad, it is always comforting just to see you pulling out jokes to cheer up the conditions. and by people doubting your actions, i believe that you are just standing up pride for your family. just so that your family feels that there's always someone they can rely on through the hard times. i just hope it's true, although you try to hide your disappointment. i know that.
nevermind, i feel you, dad. i'm always trying.
just so you know.
maka ya Allah, eratkanlah ikatan yang ada.
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