And its been the third day living just the two of us kat rumah, both me and chek,
The first two days kinda tough,
Chek tetiba sakit and i literally kena buka puasa alone,
And these two days i never skipped crying,
Thinking kenapa chek have to go through these,
And as I previously said in my prev post,
I now know how I regret for thinking that
Im all good without ayah.
Lets say chek is a person whom always need a care,
Just like how ayah always stayed up jaga chek whenever she sick,
Tak berhenti urut and picit chek sampai ngantuk waktu siang,
Oh Allah how i can not see those things waktu ayah ada.
But being a mother i know, chek always try her best not to show any signs of weakness,
Lelagi for strangers and her friends,
I tried to push her pi klinik but she refuses,
Sayang cuti she said,
Oh Allah in the state of she passed out few times,
Chek masih boleh pikir pasal her workloads and stuff...
If only those ppl whom thought we're living okay could know how we actually suffer deep down inside,
Struggling to get ourselves back,
Nak catchup balik apa yang terlepas,
Nak survive after all damages done
But again, kenapa nak justify kan since manusia akan kept on digging our fault kan?
May Allah gives us strength