Sekelompok perasaan Worth It

"Betapa perasaan seorang ibu bila dengar anaknya nak pulang." 

-Mok, dirumah kawannya

Ahaks, 6th July 2013, 8.23pm, yup, after that whole two semesters, here I am, standing in the Sultan Ismail Petra Airport, Pengkalan Chepa, Kelantan with more than 40kg luggage, heavier than their owner, holding two small remote-control helicopter boxes, smiling with tired eyes and a drop of tear hiding in the small 'sepet' eyes looking at that three person who calling my name from a spot 2 meters away from where Im standing. I walk, and faster my pace, faster and faster. Kissed their hand and their cheek with a holding tears face and heart. "Im home..."

Except for I was being famous for a moment among the fly to Kelantan airplane passengers (thanks to the helicopter boxes), the journey was ok.

A bouquet of Ferrero Rocher flowers (which I had to search to spell the chocolates' name) welcomed me. An awkward but warm atmosphere surrounded me. It was like, it had been too long till they can hardly recognised me. Owww... But as the time drives, its getting more and more comfortable as I talk and talk and talk, like I never talk before and I tell, I tell, I tell..., like I never told people stories before. It was that feeling, that too excited feeling when I want to show them, my family, me. And telling them, whatever problems of the family that I'd being told in the telephone before, Im ready to faced it now although it still like blurry images in my mind and it still like a scary 'examinations' awaiting.

Well, they showed me a lot of unexpected things too... My soft pink house was painted green, my peach coloured bed sheet was changed green, my in-room furnitures lesser than before and my house was in a very pathetic environment. Y? Cause except from my room, everything else was like just being hit by a tsunami. But, its not weird at all as my mother was preparing stuff for my sister's wedding this 17th August.

Its been a very cold two semesters. A lot of things happened that I struggled to get through. Some of the events cant be tell to anyone because its just meaningful to me in its own way. But some of them, worth telling...

"Welcome home for 3 months semester break SITI NURFATIHAH MOHD NASIR. Make the time worth jannah... May Allah ease the way... May the Ramadhan flushes away your sins." 

Sincerely, The Cropped Journal