So yesterday I was in hijab all day.
Bukan nak step baik lah musibot. Went to pay a visit to Daddy, and baby, and ayah and bapak-atok. 16th year since Daddy's passing, 6th since baby's, 12th since bapak-atok's, 10th since ayah's. I might be wrong for bapak-atok's and ayah's since well, they're from his side, and I havent seem them in person. Because well yeah, technically, we've only known each other since 6th years ago... (and this introduction is just pointless...)
Aaaaanyway, what is heartwarming is to hear him going, "Hi Baby!" and right when we were leaving, "Daddy give you many many flowers ok? You're a girl, girls must have many many flowers. Then become pretty. Not like your mummy." After showering the place where she lays peacefully, he said, "ok go, play with atok." It is almost as though she was with us, in person. Alive.
This is not even the point of this entry...
And today! it marks the 6th year we've known. Exactly.
Ok dah. Malas. Mohabbatein so damn sad lah can. Berpuluh kali pun masih nangis macam budak biol.