happy birthday papa

happy 58th birthday pa.

i was sick yesterday. fever. thats what ali told me. i wanted to blog something yesterday but i was too sick and not prepared to blog. i was sick and yet facing the fact that today is papa's birthday. i went back early, and when i reach home, my mom is already on the bed. she's not feeling well.

without changing my clothes, i straight lay beside her. have a little chit chat and all of sudden, i said "esok birthday papa. kalau die ada, he will be 58". i know i shouldnt say that. but next thing i know is, me and my mom was crying. all of us is missing him. missing him very badly. we were crying till i fall asleep. when i woke up, i heard my mom mengaji (reciting alquran). i know she misses him.

if my papa is still in this world, he will be 58th this year. he will always look smart and handsome. he will always look good and will never admit if he is sick. he will be dress smart eventhough just to feed those goats at the back of our home. he will be riding his bike and have chit chats with his friends at a coffee shop at town. and every year if i ask him, what he wants for his birthday, he will answer anything i could not afford such as a harley davidson bike or a bmw car. simply, cuz he knows that its the easiest way not to let his children to spend for him

we are missing u badly papa. happy 58th bday. al-fatihah