It's CNY break and we do not have any plans. We were suppose to go to Malacca on last Saturday since mak feels so bored staying at home. Unfortunately 'twas cancelled since adik was not in the pink of health. She doesn't feel like going out at all.
Till this morning, it has been 2 solid days that i haven't made a presence to the outside world. Staying inside, not even pampering my garden and my pond. This morning, i have found my courage to get some fresh flowers from the market for the empty vase . I know that nobody will get it filled with the fresh smell of chrysanthemum.
Dazril came back at 9.30PM last nite. After the playing, tossing and turning, he finally cried. That's a good sign to show that he is tired and need some sleep. I'm tired too darling.
I remembered my visit to the islamic economy development exhibition last thursday. Managed to get a set of stories of the prophets for Dazril. Such books are rarely found in the market anymore. Dazril is lucky to have a copy of it. At least he can read it when he is in Rotterdam. Knowing that he has some islamic reading material makes me feel a lil' relief. I will try to get more of it. I want him to know Allah, to know the prophets and being read with this kinda book and be friended with these kinda characters. He needs to be introduced to the sahabats as well. I will try darling...
I have no idea of what to write. Pen down now! :)
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