Live as though you will die tomorrow, Love as though you've never been hurt, Laugh as though heaven is on earth
20 October 2010
Get Well Soon, Mak.
I called Ayah this morning cause I already miss him and Mak. Ayah pick up the phone and sound so busy. I wonder and ask ayah what happen. He said that he is cooking. WHAT A MIRACLE. Its not Ayah not a good father but he is a man who act like a man and rarely help Mak to prepare our meal. Then Mak talk to me. She said she has been caught by fever. Pity you, Mak. I pray that she will get well soon.
I can imagine my home's condition when Mak is sick. How I wish I can be there to take care of Mak. I want to go back! I miss you Mak!
I am an ordinary girl who get married to my best-friend. I found that he put the fun together, the sad a part and the joy in my heart. May love for us is a journey, starting at forever and ending at never.