Mama

Yes it is 3.15 am right now.
As i wait for subuh to come by, maybe i should pour my feelings out.

I miss my mum.

I miss her so much.

I cry again when i re-read the letters she sent me.

I just want to see her.

I want to make her happy.
Don't want her to worry.

She indeed is my best friend.

I miss walking with her to the bank.
Her effort in trying to stay healthy.

I miss hearing her being angry when i wake up late and tak sempat teman her to the pasar.

I miss going to the mosque with her.

I miss going to the park with her with the naughty kids.

I even miss waiting for her to leave for mengaji class so i can sleep and she won't kacau.



Mama wait for me.
I'm almost home.


Sometimes i do wish i could bring you here to stay with me.




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