Salam. Its good to be back. (Is it?)
In our life we do have wishes and till this very 21 years old of mine, Ive burdened my parents with gazillions of super-rubbish wishes that they have replied with various ways but with the same meaning.
NO. or just GO AWAY.
Saad. So much for loving parents doting over their kids. Heh.
But never once in my life I make time to really ask my parents, what do you actually want from me? Or is it FOR ME?
Never. Never. How ungrateful. Thats the problem. They always tell me the same thing. Never the ever-changing-every-five-seconds gazillion things. They tell me to
1) Never forget Allah.
2) Do us proud. If even you are not able to make us proud, dun ever do something that will put us in shame.
These two advice will be my family heirloom. I'll definitely pass 'em to my kids. (Sorry future kids, there'll be no money to pass to you, only advices. eh, dun fuss, be grateful remember? *evil laugh*)
Ibu, Abah, from now on, I'll promise for once at least before I die I'll try my best to make you proud. (even if it happens in 10 more years, please bear with it. Its the most unfortunate that your daughter is a late bloomer.*dun ever think of disowning me nowww*)
So guys, love ur parents, no matter what. Even if they are hovering you like a G6, its because they want you to become a Soyuz someday. HEE
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