and it's like finally, i get to taste homecooked food. but it's not cooked by my mother, but my grandmum. but still, better than nothing. she's the only sole grandparent i have. she's from my mum's side. both my father's side are already gone. i really miss my late grandfather, from my father's side. when i was small, he always bring me down to the shop and bought me ice-cream. he always treat me. haiz. he's gone, almost 8 years already. everyday morning on dawn without fail, i would wake up and hear him recite the al qur'an. and now, whenever i wake up for school, i would hear my father recites it. i kept thinking to myself, i really must learn the qur'an.
mum's discharged again on last friday. and my grandmother is sleeping in our house to take care of her since my father is working, and my siblings are schooling.
