about.. I MISS U
tonite,i really really miss my parents, and a li’l bit miss the place that i called home.
I’m getting jealous when my boy and my friends say they are going with their families.
I don’t mean that my family in surabaya is unmeaningful, but.. I miss my parents.
You all,who lived with your parents..no matter it’s complete or not, always find a placed called home when you feel so suck with your daily life.
I believe,you don’t have to think about where to find meal for dinner.
You also don’t have to make a reminder about taking a dirty clothes to the laundry.
…etc.
I’m so sorry,if this blog sounds underestimating..
I just really miss,the m0ments when i can hug my mum,twice everyday:after shalat maghrib bjamaah, and before i go to bed.
I really miss doing a silly dance with my father every evening.
I miss the smell of the sand and sea,that blended with the smell of smoke from bbq fish/squid, when we having a candlelite seaside dinner…
I miss you,mum.
I miss you,dad
