My baby is leaving...


I still can't handle separation very well, and to night, is the littlest brother farewell. He may just like 5 minutes distance from home, but the fact that he will spent time more not in home, I hate it. I hate it because I hate it!
The ugliest part is, he will change. Into someoneelse, it doesn't matter to better or what, but he willchange.

Eight years ago, I left him for Sarawak, and I suffered a severe depression. He was 6. I still remember of the last goodbye waves at the boarding gate. It was as crazy as hell. And after three years I was back home, but I changed. But now that I am shifted back to the original self, now he has to go?

Since last few weeks, I kept asking when we'll he go? And I always felt relieved as the moments were always delayed until today.

Oh my god.........

Eventhough me, myself make this home of ours almost as if it is the second home, as the first is the workplace, considering the time spent, I still don't want you to go, oh little brother.

You are our family's precious one. You arrived when we, especially me, almost had no more reasons to live. I personally took care of you, and as you grew up from a baby to a toddler, a toddler to a bigger toddler, a bigger toddler to a suddenly a person with acne, I thought, why time flies too freaking fast?


Momil......
Momil sekarang dah besar, kak Noni tak suke,,,tapi nak buat camane, nanti Momil kene jadi goodboy.
Momil kene berdikari sekarang, tak boleh harap orang lain lagi. Tinggal bape jam je lagi Mil..
Ingat tau, kak Noni paling saayag giler nak mampus ngan Momil. Kak Noni akan jadi goodgirl jugak, nanti Momil dah habis, Momil kene........tak tahu lah Momil kene ape. Babai Momil...........Momil nak jadi Hafiz kan, Momil kene buat betul-batul k. Babai Momil....Babai.......













Time Momil same size ngan Bear~ira, 2001.




Babai Momil,,,,




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