My Old Man

I didn’t realize that today is already Wednesday. That means I had been back to Alor Setar for 4 days. Times just fly so fast. I still have lots of things to do. Nadira was unwell since we arrived here. So it’s quite difficult to drag her here n there as she’s always in a bad mood. For Nabila n Hakeem they would just prefer to stay at home rather than being outside as the weather is a bit hot n humid.

This morning I just came back from visiting my mom’s graveyard. I went there with my dad. Today he looked so happy n jovial which make my heart smile. I was worried before this as he appeared to be so down n upset. His mind seems to be drifted away. Whenever we had conversations even if my brothers were around, he seemed not to be there with us.

I know something has disturbed him n I know what it is. I just feel sorry for him. It breaks my heart to see him sad. But I am so helpless. I can’t do much which actually I can’t do anything at all. Even though physically I look as I am not interested in helping him but I never stop praying to Allah that He will always protect n help my dad.

I just miss my old man. The father that I used to know. The one that always look smart, handsome n cheerful. I will do my best to please n make him happy. Maybe this visit will be my last one so I don’t want any regrets. I love him so much n I just want him to be happy.

Anyway.. I have another three days more to be here. I hope my dad’s happy face that I saw this morning will stay there forever.