21:36 pm
Tuesday
19/01/2016
My mom is a housewife. Yes, she quit her job after got my first brother, Am i forget to tell you her name? She has a wonderful name, Zaiton Abd. Rahim..53 years old but looks young and pretty, isn't?
This entry is so special because its going to take you a journey story about my mom..hehehe, so kita nak start macam mana ni? okay meyh start dari the day of my birth.. Terima kasih emak sebab lahirkan saya pada tarikh yang cukup cantik, 5/5/1995..and lagi special sebab saya anak ke lima..hehehe, then according to my birth certificate, i lahir pukul 3-4 pagi, kesian emak malam malam kena push out untuk keluarkan saya..nasib saya kecik je and tak susah sgt nak keluar *yeke?*huhuhu
So about her personality, she is a very supportive mom yet so understanding. She never force me to do something that i dont like and she always give me advice about the way i talk with people, how i treats to someone who doing bad to me, an easy said is she is a patient and kind hearted. This is not just a compliment, tapi mak selalu sabar pada orang yang buat jahat pada emak, sebab mak cakap Allah tahu segalanya. So from that, i learnt that setiap kata kata manusia yang tak elok tu, kita tak payah ambil sangat, sbb tak penting and hanya buat kita tak merasa bahagia :)
Next is, sometimes we have a very strong instinct, sebab kadang kalau tetiba nak makan sesuatu, bila balik rumah je, tengok dah ada atas meja makan, then nanti tanya emak, emak cakap emak teringin makan, then kadang kalau rasa tak sedap hati ke apa, mesti rupanya emak tak sihat and ada something happen..its all about mom and her daughter right? hehehe
I owe everything to her, since baby until now..kadang rasa useless sgt sebab selalu nak merajuk dengan emak sedangkan emak tak pernah nak merajuk dengan kita, selalu masakkan makanan yang sedap sedap untuk kita, sampai kadang bila emak takde kat ruma, makan meggi je then sedih sebab baru terasa susahnya takde mak, sebab rasa macam semua tak kena, rasa kehilangan sangat, then ingat lagi, masa mula mula sambung belajar, nangis sebab risaukan mak, rindukan emak, rasa macam nak stop belajar then jaga emak, padahal mak kat ruma elok je dengan yang lain..tapi perasaan risau sebagai seorang anak yang berjauhan mmg tak boleh nak dielak, sebab tu doa kalau boleh nak dapat tempat belajar yang dekat dekat je degree nanti, yang senang nak balik rumah sebab nak selalu lawat emak..Aamiin.
This entry i typed with all my heart, tbh, its so many and countless to tell all of you abt her kindness and sacrifices for me, its a valuable moments that happened in my whole life, i promise one pretty day, i will repay all her kindness even i know its priceless.
In sha Allah..
I love you mom :')
