Ayah

"Bunga cempaka, cempaka sari,

Mewangilah engkau serata negeri..."

The rest, I can't really recall :/ well, those were from a song which my dad used to sing to me and my little sister every night when we were still little kids. 12.40AM now and I've been chanting these lines all over to see if I could actually think of the next lines -__-"

*padahal I can always go to his room and ask straight away xD

So you see, Ayah is one of those old folks you get to hear epic tales of the old Malays. I don't know if those stories were real or he simply made them up to impress the 7-years-old Me. (and it succeeded, uh-huh) and often, it will be about something like, two sisters fighting over a Prince *typical-nyaaaaa Ayah*, two sisters traveling all over the land, two sisters that, two sisters this and bla bla. One night I'm the bad sister, and the next I'm the pathetic, helpless one. And the cycle went on.

And that is when it hits me; I hardly miss Ayah. I mean, of course I miss him. I get homesick a lot when I was in Lendu. But the thoughts will always be either "Mak masak apa eh hari ni?" or "Kaaaan best kalau ada kat rumah sekarang.". I never take a second and think of Ayah :/ *le sighs 

Or maybe I'm just ego liddat.

So, Ayah. Even though you're a pain in my heart sometimes, *asyik rebut remote tv je and berebut nasi pfft I still love you so :D and this post is supposed to be posted on your birthday, but because I am too busy actually doing nothing, I'm posting it now! :B