Home Sick...-_-'
i would never thought that i would miss my family more than i am today...
the image of Ramadan atmosphere are on my eyes,
my mom with her sewing machine struggle to finish baju raya.
my little brothers and sisters fight each other non stop.
then we all prepare for breakfasting at the kitchen.
and the best part of Ramadan is that my father always come home early to breakfasting at home (even though his temper are the worst when Ramadan time)
..and the preparation for Raya. where i sometimes help my mom with her work and be at the machine with her after sahur till noon...and help with other cores..
only Allah knows how i miss those day...
and not to forget how difficult it is to wake my little brothers and sisters for sahur..
even the oldest sometime be last one waking up...(that me.)
this whole thing make me appreciate my time that i spend for my family. and make me appreciate each of them more...
the image of Ramadan atmosphere are on my eyes,
my mom with her sewing machine struggle to finish baju raya.
my little brothers and sisters fight each other non stop.
then we all prepare for breakfasting at the kitchen.
and the best part of Ramadan is that my father always come home early to breakfasting at home (even though his temper are the worst when Ramadan time)
..and the preparation for Raya. where i sometimes help my mom with her work and be at the machine with her after sahur till noon...and help with other cores..
only Allah knows how i miss those day...
and not to forget how difficult it is to wake my little brothers and sisters for sahur..
even the oldest sometime be last one waking up...(that me.)
this whole thing make me appreciate my time that i spend for my family. and make me appreciate each of them more...
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