Life of The Two Ladies

This blog is utterly dedicated to my one and only daughter, ALMA ZE bint ARIF SABRI.
With fond hopes that someday, when she reads this, sunny spirit will take its place - a cause to pour that special smile on her face .......
and have faith just how darling she is since her very first heartbeat, forever in my heart.
I also make room for myself here, where I jot down what I'd like to remember, almost everything in every sense of my days.
"Of all the rights of women, the greatest is to be a mother." - Lin Yutang


21.10.11

anecdote.

daze.sorrow.chaotic.sorry.infelicitous.complex.stun.uncertain.hope.enigma.

I could not think of any other words.

I was biting my lips, holding my breathe, trying not to blink, hoping for no tears.

Yes, there was no tears.

I questioned myself. This is my decision. Not his. Would I regret it, one day?

Hari yang menusuk kalbu. Terpaku. Terpana. Terpinga.

Seperti Dia sudah merancang buat aku.

Seolah Dia sengaja menguji kecekalan hati kering aku.

I wish I could nestle into his arms again.

But there is someone else.

Someone who needs to nestle in my arms more than I needed his.

Thence I must be stiff.

I must be numb.

I must be insensitive.

I must rejoice.

This is destiny I opted.



.............................. Which I chose the path. The path closer to my ill father.