Longing

Hey Whatzup!

Long time no see ya..

For this time, i would to write about something i want to share to all of you.

Bismillah. The story begins when my family and I went to my sister-in-law’s house to visit my newborn twin nieces. As we reached there, their family greeted and welcomed us warmly, as both sides are like real family.

On the stairs of the house, there is a grandmother of hers sitting , and looking at us as we arrived there. Then, my sis-in-law’s mother invited us into their house. Without hesitation, my sister and I go straightly to my sis-in-law to grab our twin nieces. We are beyond happy and put a sweet, charming smile on our faces, as well as my parents. We missed them for thousand times. Although their house is not thousand miles away, but still, we are not there everyday to visit them, that’s why, right? J

Time by time, these two families having a chit-chat together and strengthen our bond like usual. Not long after that, there’s an old figure of a man wearing a kopiah and ‘kain pelikat’ appeared in the living room, in the middle of our conversation. They shook hand among them (men) and we continued our conversation. He is, grandfather of my sister in law.
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Most of the time, we talked about those twin and keep sharing beautiful moments with them respectively. Without i realized the moment myself, i glared at the grandfather of my sis-in-law. A mixture feeling of sad, happy and excited surrounded myself. Deep inside my heart, a small voice heard,

“ Untungnya kak Ana, sempat hidup dengan kedua-dua nenek dan datuk dia”

“ Untungnya sebab waktu kak Ana dah dewasa, ada anak, dia ada orang yang dia boleh share psal life dia slain mak dan ayah dia”

Without my consciousness, i notice something once again,

“ bestnyaa kalau nenek2 dan datuk2 aku hidup lagi. Aku ingin rasa kasih sayang seorg datuk dan nenek di saat aku sudah matang, di saat aku sudah dapat membezakan di antara yang baik dan buruk”

“ i need them. If I still have them in my life, mesti I akan dapat manja2 dan dapat mengenal kasih sayang datuk dan nenek”

Actually, the thing is, on mother’s side, my grandmother passed away when I’m 5 years old and my grandfather went to see Him when I’m in Standard 5.

On my father’s side, the grandmother passed away when I’m in Form 2 and the grandfather passed away when I’m not yet being born into this temporary world. My feeling? Undescribable.

To sum up this story, I never feel the love of a grandmother and a grandfather in a proper way and in a very mature age. They all went to leave me at the age that I myself did not even mature and the most important is, I did not really remember the moment I went through together with my grandmothers and grandfathers as I’m not that adult enough to be with them, enjoying the moments with em. My siblings? Perhaps yes. :”)

When we are having the chit-chat among us, I stared lama2 to that grandfather and suddenly my tears started to fill my pair of eyes. I realized, then I quickly stopped the tears from falling down on my cheek huuehue :’)

So, conclusion nye guys, u guys need to appreciate your respective grandparents as they wont be traded for a world :)
Have a great day, bye!!!