A very peace & blessings I wish upon everyone that happens to be reading this. Atm, am currently on a bus heading back to my workplace area, which is hundreds of KMs away from where I was breed and born, rightfully where my parents are residing now.
Going back and forth to Kuala Lumpur - Besut has unsurprisingly became an addictive weekend/ long breaks routine for me. Addictive in regard of the longing of seeing and being around my ayoh & mok, particularly in this fasting month, the feeling grew even fonder.
Nevertheless, I'd always remind myself to keep being grateful as despite of not having a length of time, anyway I still have the chance to do so even if it includes going for night bus journey and subsequently working the very next morning.
I guess that is not too big of a sacrifice that a daughter can make just to spend some time with her loved ones.
Perhaps there should be hikmah & blessings that I need to go through this long journey.
May Allah keep protecting & blessing us all.
Neen,
Sunday night.
Somewhere along Pasir Putih-Machang enroute to KL.
