These few days, i felt exhausted. I had to wake up earlier than my usual timing. Cooked in the morning for my siblings and nieces, make my own coffee and ensure everything is ok before heading to work.
I missed my parents especially mum. I missed her coffee, she will packed food for my lunch every morning. And I missed those times she used to nag at me.
Today morning i have to prepare packed food for my sis and for myself. I really felt something missing.
I just can't stop holding my tears. Maybe some people don't understand why i am emotional. It is because mum never go for a long trip apart from the pilgrimage to Mecca, that was about 11 years ago.
I prayed for their safety. I just can't wait for them to return.