Thank you for answering my little prayers

"you don't need a romancer to tug at one's heartstrings, a simple touch of art would be more than enough"

Congratulations big boy.

Time sure flies by, though our little memories remained. 

It seems like yesterday when we both - nope 4 of us shared our siblings moments - laughed our ass out, screamed out our lungs' contents, notified the world of our existence with the super gigantic gene. 

God bless us

when Eqa shared the link in whatsapp, I instantly have a look of the blog and it fluttered my heart in and out.

Masya-Allah, 

from that instant, I knew it  very well, 

you didn't left a trace only to me, but other people as well.

when I called ayah last day, when he answered my phone, when he said he just remembered about me and how long we haven't got in touch - that's when I realized, how our hearts and minds bonded in every way.

I shared everything with him, from my immature concern of my health from the early morning till the big news of Along's success. 

when I heard this came out from his mouth:

"Ramai yang datang exhibition tu, ayah rasa bangga"

damn, I believed I heard it right. 

The once a troublemaker & long-live tear-jerker of  mine has finally made it big.

my big boy, I called Along, who constantly, up till now, sharing his pieces of mind...

this boy - you did a splendid job there

When I recall of those who spoke about our passion of art, what they believed won't put us anywhere in the world, we both knew they were damn wrong. 

I, who used to be on top, with all those prize-winning drawings lined during my childhood, who once, envied by you, I guess I am no longer the holder of the throne boy. 

You definitely have stole it long ago.

You once said to me, you never had a dream for your future like other normal kids, and I remembered it vividly during my hate for medicine.

and...

Tadaa!

what have we became now? 

You grabbed the honor in arts, and I picked the role as a sole player in medicine for our family. 

God surely knows best for us, right?

when I read this:

http://rnadiasabrina.blogspot.com/2013/03/chapter-1-rebirth-solo-exhibition-by.html

it brought drops of salty liquids out from my two eyes -

thanks again my tear-jerker.

and 

Alhamdulillah

"for answering my little prayers"

You are after all, the ultimate granter for the askers.

HAPPY

Alhamdulillah, for the happiness you have granted me with

Alhamdulillah, for the happiness shared by the people who have surrounded my life 

Alhamdulillah, for everything...

When I spoke to Ibu this morning, delivering the good news with a bad start, making jokes in between, telling her to calm herself down, asking her not to be angry with the exam results and ended up with a little scolding because she said I made a suspense when it is nothing near to that. It was a normal conversation like any other person would have, but it was a blissful, warmth filled moment I must say.

We had about 40 minutes and thousands miles apart conversation with Viber, but it felt closer and shorter to heart.

Ibu was excited with her newly found business, ayah was lost in his dream - well, according to Ibu and conversation with adik topped it all. 

Alhamdulillah for the good news...

when I delivered the news about the result, I can see how happy Ibu turned after. From the way she shared her piece of joy, I knew, from that very moment, she was truly blessed. The happiness kept pouring, and I didn't want to interrupt even for a mere second, because her voice, added with her never-ending excitement just killed me - the inner me.

Along, as always never turn me down with his unstoppable efforts and little worries for his upcoming Big day. May Allah bless you brother.

don't worry, with Allah's will, success is sooner. 

Istiqamah and sabar is all I can offer as a consolation.

Alang - on the other hand, according to Ibu and through my 23 years observation, has never disappointed in the clean & hygiene department. 

He's like the next male candidate after ayah in being the cleanest in our home, and it didn't surprised me when Ibu told me how he managed to turn our waja into a not-waja but a BMW? - wow, that is quite an exaggeration there. 

and Adik

the ultimate troublemaker as he always does, but it came to surprise how he managed to turn it down, when the other 40 minutes conversation I had was all him. 

We shared everything, from my past experience, some motivations, his ignorance and disappointments, his dream, thoughts & concern for my side of life. 

it was a LOVE I truly cherished. 

how he wanted to become a pharmacist and his worry along the way.

"believe me my little boy, 

you will always do well, just don't give up in the middle"

because...failure is the best teacher for success

and the best of all...

when he 'ajuk' my sleepy voice back when ayah tried to engage a conversation with me while I was in a deep sleep this morning.

Ahhh~ as long as you're not my future in-laws then, I won't mind.

AND

when I asked about my juvenile puppy love for his friend. 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

he turned out to be the same guy Ibu has shared  her admiration towards before. 

what a small world 

:)

can we call it as a jodoh?

LOL~

and yeah, before this was posted,
Sarah did hijacked this post
with her...

Sarah cantik

which was deleted right after...