Wednesday
I love hafiz very very much.
so soo much.
And he's a really really nice guy, even though you never see him admit it. I LOVE YOU!
Busu was making a fuss last thursday night. Making noise and she sounded like she was talking to herself. I woke up, and asked what's the matter.
'Bapak.' 'father'
'Bapak? Bapak pergi mane? 'father? where did father go?'
'Gi tidur. 'he went to sleep'
And then she looked peaceful.
It took a while before i realised that my aunt had actually sensed(or seen, i will never know) my grandfather, who has peacefully passed away exactly 40 days before.
Rest in peace, tok.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007