I have been waiting for these joyful moments with full of excitement and anticipation. The soothing feeling was just like a child waiting eagerly for their beloved parent coming back home from their daily chores. The feeling never fade away.
My parent came last Thursday for a short weekend visit. As usual, they will spend one night each at their children's house, just to be fair. I have 2 other siblings staying in Kay El. Siblings' rivalry could be very complicated if not handled properly and my parent knew this very well. A dispute over a candy is something that can be considered as a childish tantrum, but parental love is withoug doubt any children craving for - even for a cool guy like me :)
During my childhood and adolescent years, I seldom talk that much to my father. I only got to talk to him whenever there was some good reasons to do so or the subject was really need his urgent attention. Most of the time, my mother became my medium. I figured out it was because I have so much adoration and utmost respect to him, and not out of fear.
But now, I fell very relief and happy at the same time as we can talk and discuss at length on almost any issues. That was what we did last weekend. Heavenly!
My beloved mother - a wonderful woman in my life. She has done so much and devoted her entire life to our family. I can't possibly describe my feeling, but she will always have a special place deep in my heart. However, those golden treasures of which could probably weigh in tonnes that she displayed openly has really got me worried (it is very typical and a norm for a Terengganu lady to flaunt those jeweleries in public) . "Kat Ganu takpe Che'...kat Kay El kena hati-hati sikit - terjojol biji mata orang nanti".
Next on my parent tour itinerary was to visit my other sibling in Kelang. Ustazah Hjh. Hazlina is a very independent individual who has never believed that working for somebody else could be as satisfying as and more rewarding than becoming her own boss. I admire her hardworking and perseverance attitude. Since she came back from Al-Azhar, she operates her own Islamic daycare centers and doing freelancing works for various religious departments. Now she and her husband (later I found out he is one of the silent readers of this blog :) has committed heavily on looking after a privately run rehab center, looking after the unfortunate ones. May God bless you and your good deeds.
One of my younger brothers is still in the course of doing his technical training at Seremban. So on the second day, off we went to Seremban for another stop-over. I've just found out that this cafe, "Temiang Cafe" serves a very delicious 'roti pisang'.