I am at Senai Aiport, Johor Bahru, sitting in Coffee Bean now, waiting for my flight at 1350. Actually it is 1245, delayed. Sweat. The first time where I board with MAS, delayed. Well, I think you all know why am I going back in a rush.
I was actually a very naughty guy when I was small. She doesn’t like me, until I reach the age of a teenager. She used to take care of me, asking me a lot of questions about my life, how is my school going on, advising me to be hardworking on academic, so that I can get good job in the future. She wants me to become like what my cousins did, they are success in their career because they got tip top education. And I think she feels proud.
But I just want her to know, I will not disappoint her. Even though I am not close with her, but I can feel the warmness from her everytime I visit her. We didn’t talk much. I never ask her a single question. It was only she, who tried to figure out a few questions so that she can listen to my voice. She’s always worrying about me. Until few months ago, she got some kind of Alzheimer disease. She can’t remember things. Even me.
Well, rest in peace, Grandma. I love you.
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