Yeah, those are what i called my two precious people in this world.
For those who like Sudirman's songs, you may know about his song entitled 'Ayah dan Ibu'.
The song has deep meaning and seriously saying, it has absolutely meaningful lyrics.
Unfortunately, i do not like that song. I do not like sad songs.
Well, Father's Day was yesterday but i did not celebrate it because my parents do not want us to celebrate it.
But this post is not going to be in conjunction to any event, just a post that was inspired by my best friend's entry..
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| This is my Ayah :D |
First of all, my dad whom i call ayah is my best boyfriend, my fighter and my joker. He knows how to make me smile when im in a bad mood, he does not listen to my problems well but he always tell me the right things to do, he always fight with me and let me win and most of all, he always believe in me. Whenever i told him my result, he never ever scolded me. The worst he could say is "serve me right" (in a funny way) and the best he could say is "you did your best,". I wanted to prank him when i got my PMR result by saying that i got very bad result and i didnt score straight. I was expecting a bit of disappointment from him or a sigh but no, he replied me with "well, you did your best, what to do?". So the plan failed in the end (I scored straight As btw). During SPM, I was totally shocked when i knew i did not score straight. I experienced mental breakdown and for almost half an hour, i spent my time crying. I got B+ for my strong subject which was Bahasa Melayu. That time, i felt like i had disappointed everyone in this world especially my parents. The time i called my dad, i had actually stopped crying but once i heard his voice, tears started to stream down and my voice got shaky. He let me cool down first and he let me take my time to tell him my result. The first thing i said to him was "I got bad result..". There was a moment of silence and he finally said, "You did your best, dont worry,this is not the end." After that, i told him that i scored 9As and 1B and i cried even more. "That is a good result. That is not bad at all and I am proud of you," that was what he said to me after that. You see, my dad never show any sign of disappointment on me. He always believe in me and even after i ruined his favourite car, he was calmed and said "You are still new, it is normal for that to happen,". I felt guilty but in the same time i am really thankful for his thoughts. But, as a father, he is very strict with my social activities. He does not allow me to go out after Maghrib which means i have to be home by 7. Since my high school life i spent it with girls (i was in a girls school) he believes that i know how to mix well with boys. He believes in me that i know how to behave well and protect myself. Foremost, he knows how to make me obey his rules. His rules are simple and are for my own good. I love you ayah. Whenever i feel down or in a bad mood, he always makes some lame jokes that for me are very meaningful and in the same time, he is the only one that knows how to react whenever i feel like playing around. He is a workaholic person. He goes outstation once in a week and he does his works at home. Even though it does not look right, i never questioned him. For me, he works hard to support this family, to give what is best for me and my siblings. Whatever i want to eat, he will give me money but whatever i want to have, he will always think twice before giving me money. That is my dad, who enjoys spending money on food more than anything else. We have the same appetite and we share almost the same interest. He loves gadgets and i am crazy about it. Because of him, i get to have many kinds of gadgets. Mom always said, i am exactly like my dad and even all his bad habits are inherited by me. Well, that is because i am closer to him than mom i guess. He knows how to tell me not to do something and he knows how to control me whenever i become rebellious. The interesting part is that, his method does not include scolding and shouting as he has his own unique ways. In my whole life, i only want one thing, to be someone that my dad can boast about with his friends, to be proud of and to rely on. My dad does not listen to problems well but he always give me good general advices. He said, "In life, problems are the same but they appeared to be different is because of how we interpret it. No matter how difficult the problems are, there is always a solution." Im holding to his words until now. I really do. He is also one funny man because whenever i tell him about boys that i like, he would always show his annoyed face and act like he disapprove it, then mom would always say "Your time with her is nearly finished, dont be jealous." and that would make him frown even more. I love you ayah, i know you do get disappointed on me and im sorry for that. Im sorry for hurting your feeling that day when i decided to go eat sushi instead of following you. Im sorry for all the mean words i ever said to you. Even though you act cool most of the time, i know, you are a bit hurt by those. Im sorry when you had to spend your money for my education and i promise, i will be successful in the future. In sha Allah ayah, i will fly to New Zealand in another two years and in the same time, giving you a chance to buy your favorite car there. Thank you ayah for everything. Your love worth more than any super expensive things in this world.
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