Last few weeks, he told me that he's coming back to Malaysia to settle up his visa. I was soooo thrilled waiting for the date, for his comeback. Since he's telling me that he'll be somewhere around KL during that period. And it means that, maybe, maybe we can hang out. Me, him, kakak, or anybody that's available.
However, as the time comes, I feel like I couldn't make it. I was tied up with commitments and promises with my family members. And Wak. I need to chaffeur mummy. And bring my sisters to redeem the groupon voucher which I bought for us last month at a mall nearby.
Thus, I told him that, I couldn't make it. Somehow, he tried as hard as he can just for a short meet up. And me phone is kinda sick. So I'm not noted one messages that comes in. He meets kakak somewhere in KL, with one of his friends. It shatters me knowing that he's getting smaller. I mean, I was complaining about sooo much irrelevant stuffs, where else someone else was struggling in doing jihad. Where there's a will, there's always a way.
Knowing that he's doing fine is more than enough. I know he'll do good. He's a man. Take care. Eat moreeeeeeeeee you-becoming little-smaller-brother!