Here I am in a such a pathetic cybercafe in Tangkak, Johor, where I am spending a few days of my precious holiday with my aunt.
For many Malay muslims, as well as a handsome and charming guy like me, spending the Awal Ramadhan wiith family at home is something sweet and a must. Alas, it had been three years then, since first celebrated the Awal Ramadhan at home.
I remember the very first time I look at 2009 calendar. The very first thing I find is the date of the Awal Ramadhan. Glad tiding, the Awal ramadhan is during our mid-sem holiday.
However, a few weeks ago, a phone call from me beloved old sweet mother crashed me heart, me dream, and me hope.
"Cuti bulan 8 nanti, kamu cuti sminggu kan?"
"Ye, time tu awal puasa kan?"
"Haaa...tapi mak ngan ayah gi umrah tau..lame da kami teghingin nak umrah bulan puase kat sane..bukan senang nak dapat! Jadinye, takde sape le di Terengganu, mak nak kamu..."
"Ikut skali? bole jugak!"
The level of euphoria suddenly gushed up. Damn, this is better!
"Hangguk kamu! Kamu ade duit ke? Jangan nak peghasan..Kamu balik umah abang kamu di Johor"
Down sampai subuh.
My brother is going to pick me up within this week. Head to Kangkar Pulai then.
Hate this life. But on the positive side, I got the chance to visit Jasin town and it's Bazaar amadhan. Daman miss it so much.
And I bought Ayam Percik Bangsar !!!! Those from Malacca will know this. Its good...Its damn good, damn delicious, damn scrumptious, damn sedak nok mapuh!... I have been longing this chicken for 2 years!
God really have His own way.
P/s; Salam Ramadhan to all readers and visitors. May this month be the month of barakah and salvation from hell.