Happy Mother's Day

It was the Graduation Day for my high school. Day when finally the high school seniors are bound to rejoice over completing our first life stage's challenge ; school. Little do we know it's actually a tricky exit, a step away before we enter the so-called enticing freedom life of an adult. 

That day, there was an unforgettable feeling that I cherish till now .The feeling that someone made me want to re-experience it. It was once I get off the stage after receiving the appreciation certificates of thriumping high school exams , wearing the almighty graduation robe, where my eyes were tracking that very one figure among the crowd. Since Ayah was in Mecca that day, and Ibu said she might attend if she finished early, I care less to really count the money ( token of appreciation for getting highest marks sort of) . I really want to show off the money to them, saying that I'm doing good in my study and now once  I already get what I want , I become greedy enough to hug them and tell the world I got a really great parent and these what drives me forward all this time. But I dont know would I have any guest on that day. 

Despite the throngs of people who clapped, there is one person I wished she was smiling proudly , watching me on that stage. And upon our eyes met, I realized I wont ever forget her stunningly beautiful smile that overshadowed anything else, an authentic irreplaceable smile where joy & love perfectly blended together. It was the most rewarding gift I ever received in my life. I sincerely wish I'll have it again in 2 years ahead inshallah. Happy Mother's Day, bu. I texted those charms to our group WhatsApp today. And despite she's not really reading whatsapp I knew someone will tell her I do wish her haha. 

Sorry for not sending you bouquets of flowers or cake like what other sweet daughters do. I'm mustering all my courage to  wish it . I couldn't made it if we were facing each other.  Dont blame me for that too. You and Ayah are the one who taught us that haha. Now that I'm becoming an adult, I wonder how we could have those 3-times kiss and one hug ritual everytime we are separating but we never say I love you , I miss you at all. 

I miss you. A lot ..... 

Blur sebab this pic was back in 2004 kot. Yes ayah dah ada anak 4 and then he got his degree. So I didnt see the reason I cant do that too kan ? :P