Dan mintalah pertolongan (kepada Allah) dgn jalan sabar dan mengerjakan
sembahyang; dan sesungguhnya sembahyang itu amatlah berat kecuali kepada orang-orang yang khusyuk.

Al-Baqarah 2:45


Mama hilang

Last weekend, I went for a course. 2 days course. My point here is not about the course. So for those 2 nights i don't sleep at home. Sunday morning, I stopped by the house to send a bag of cat's food. That morning, mama is still around. When I picked smallerfrom school on Monday evening, she told me Mama is lost. I thought, it will be only for a while. Maybe that night she'll come back. But no. She didn't. My concern is that, not that I feel lonely or what. The only thing is that, kesian Kawan. When Mama came here, she came alone. Then she got pregnant and don't know why, after some while, she took and hid her babies elsewhere, coming here only herself. Not long, she brought a friend, which I called Kawan. Smaller called her celat, like chocolate. Daddy used to use Coffee. Serious, manusia pun tak sebaik macam ni. Nanti akan makan sama sama. Share satu pinggan. Kat luar main sama sama. Bila dua dua ada dalam rumah, mama akan marah, gigit Kawan, sebab Mama dominant. Macam this is her territory. Tak lama lepas tu kalau letak makanan, dua dua akan makan sama sama. Macam no hard feelings.

And now, bila mama tiada, Kawan macam meroyan. Kalau masuk rumah dia akan pergi jalan satu rumah, naik sampai atas, i guess, searching for mama. Padahal, selama ni, paling jauh dia pergi is di carpet ruang tamu. Which is, 1 meter away from the door. Sedih. Ya Allah, kat mana Mama hilang. Berikanlah petunjukMu. Sedih tengok kawan macam ni.

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