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Just dont let them suffer...

Once again, i'm so sorry that i didnt manage to update my blog.
But i did update my twitter.
So if any case, you guys can refer to my twitter.
Which is below every page.
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This time went back to hometown for 3 days.
From Wednesday to Friday.
It was a rush to go back.

Things start when i came back from tuition.
When i parked my car, turn off the engine, mum suddenly asked us to get ready to go back.
I was like, "WTH! I didnt even get to eat lunch. Plus, there's tuition this Friday. How can i go back?"
But it was mummy warning eyes that gives me a scared.
So i started to pack things and ready for daddy to fetch us.

After having lunch, we go off with a gust of wind.
Daddy went speeding all the way to Ipoh.
Plus, it was raining and the road was slippery.
But daddy didnt care.
Cause grandpa almost went unconscious.
On the way, we keep praying that nothing happen.
Every phone call that made by my aunt frighten us.
We were so scared that we received bad news.

Luckily, everything was ok.
When we arrive to the hospital, grandpa was is ICU room.
When i saw him, all of the sudden, i thought grandpa was old.
He look so tired yet he keep struggle to stay strong.
He almost look like a soldier that will fight till the end.

Unfortunately, the nurse asked us that only two visitor in a time.
I only get to see him for like about 5 minutes.
Then i left the room and sat outside the corridor.

The weather was so bad.
It keep raining non-stop.
Outside the sky was so dark and the wind blow so strongly.
As if a disaster is going to happen.
I sat and read the book that i bought from the exhibition.
I knew i couldnt do anything, so i just pray quietly.

The next few days, grandpa had done a great job.
He's conscious and he can start to eat.
But he's still keep moaning pain.
It was nothing that we can do.
I mean, grandpa had to do physical exercise that ordered by doctor.

Of course i didnt stay at hospital.
I was at Teluk Intan while all the adults went to Ipoh.
Stay at home and look after my grandma and the others small kid.

Then, i got another bad news.
Grandma is sufferring from melancholia.
She keep saying that she's sufferring from loads of disease.
I was so hurt when she say so.
She just keep sit in a chair and wont do anything.
In that sudden, my mind keep swirling, "Will my parents be like this when the time has come?"
I wish and hope that this wont happen to my parents.
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Three days staying in hometown makes me think a lot.
I started question myself.
Yet i couldnt find a satisfying answer.
I know there's some moral value i should remember always.

Right now, every second, every minute, every moment, i pray so hard.
I pray that nothing really happen.
If so, please do not let them suffer.
They are old enough to suffer anymore.

Just dont let them suffer...

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