hey,

Tadi, dalam kelas English, kami perlu bercerita mengenai apa-apa. And most of us pilih bedtime stories yang macam mak atau ayah kita selalu ceritakan before tidur dulu. Tujuannya nak check pronunciation and yes, tadi itu adalah test and yes, I'm kinda messed up. Yuckss.

Peduliklah. Benda dah lepas. Nak menangis air mata darah pon tak guna. Minggu depan lagi banyak perkara gelap sepi sedih dan macam haram bakal berlaku. Salah satu selain daripada asaimen yang berjuta adalah result English test dua minggu lepas. Aku dapat bau hangit kertas terbakar. Shitz lah.

Macam tu lah aku. Mengomel untuk benda benda kecil. Bunyi macam tak bersyukur dengan life pon ada. Astaghfirullahalaziim. Mintak jauh dengan perangai perangai macam tu.

Dan tadi Ben bercerita pasal true story ayah dia. Was born in a very very rich family, at the age of ten dah pandai hisap rokok. 11 tahun dah pandai hisap dadah. Cukup 15 tahun, doktor pesan, once u take another drugs and your body would be dysfunction. Kata lain, mati.

Tapi itu pon taklama. At the age of 20, he starts re-taking drugs and spent the next three months dalam hospital. Then dia menyesal gila, dah tanak buat benda benda bodoh and nak prove to his family that he is a good son and he can make profit for them. So he started a business. Small business but yeah, can be considered as menaikkan nama keluarga. Its like you are from zero to hero.

"By the age of 30, my dad got me. The first word I've ever said to him was 'Achoo' (sneezing) and from that day onwards I had become his precious thing ever. He keep telling people the same story about his life and I'd do the same. I know he'd learn that there's no turning point for what he has done. Its just amazing he could live until now. I love my dad."


Ouhh thank you Ben for the very touched story.
I love my ayah too.