Monday Blues

i woke up really really late today, 6.50 am, the time when i usually already outside at the Camden St waiting for the bus to go to Dame St to switch for another bus to Blanchardstown. and today is Monday, the earliest class begins at quarter-to-eight every Monday. i didn't have any chance to eat anything, and i chose the simplest outfit that doesn't need to be ironed. gosh i was running the whole way to bus stop, and i nearly missed the second bus (number 39) at Dame St, luckily the bus driver saw me crossing the road and trying to stop the bus.

and today also, my parents went to Madinah to perform their 2nd Umrah, inshaAllah. it was always their intention to go back there again, especially after Abah retired from work, and alhamdulillah Allah showed them the way now. it was quite a sudden decision, and luckily they got some helps from some friends that made their way much more easy, with the VISAs, the accomodations and the living arrangements there. the plan was to call them before i went out from home this morning but as i was so late, i only called them using my mobile in the bus. it was very limited the time i had to talk with them, but it was OK, i send my prayers for them hoping that with every little steps they're taking, they'll always be under His guidance and His love. ameen.

so i won't be hearing Mak's or Abah's voice for another week or two. that's depressing.

Mak said " Acu nak Mak doakan apa? Cepat kasitau Mak.."
doakan Acu berjaya dalam hidup dan Mak and Abah dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki utk rasa "hasil tangan" Acu..inshaAllah

Abah said "Acu ada duit tak, kalau takde cakap sebelum Abah ngan Mak pegi ni ye"
I nearly cried. I'm doing fine Abah, don't u worry about me

I said "Jaga diri baik-baik. Ckp kat abah jgn makan kambing byk sgt dekat sana. nanti kene darah tinggi."

gosh i really can't wait to be home.