Went to Mohd House last Sunday. He just came back a week ago from open heart surgery. I was feeling so sad inside. But I never show it to him. Kurus dia. Sama seperti waktu bujang dia dulu. He look so weak and in pain. He shows me the scar from his right leg up to his thigh. It is so long and scary. That is where they took his main veins to joint it to his heart.
The chemistry that we both have is hard to explain. I feel like he is replacing my lost brother. We can communicate well and we can share lots of things. To see him like this, at the age of 46. My god, how life is too short. Kalau orang putih kata life starts at 40, but zaman skrg i think life goes down from 40. Well, maybe........
Kehidupan dia tak ubah seperti dah jatuh di timpa tangga, kena langgar stembrol lagi...... (kata orang dulu2)
I dream of my mum last monday. I'm so elated. It's hard to get her come to my dream. Tak tahu apa makna mimpi ni. She usually don't talk in my dream. Dia basuh kan selimut aku pakai tangan. I told her not to. She will be very tired. But in the dream, she don't listen and just carry on what she was doing. God damn it....I miss her.
