As usual, i woke up on the first Eid (even) with lazy feeling. It's 6.30 in the morning. i sat on my bed thinking "Why do i need to wake up early today.. Can i sleep some more?". Reluctantly, i opened my eyes. Mak's bebelan has been waking me up since 5.30 am. Sometimes i wonder where does she get such energy since she was among the last to sleep last night.
It was like any normal day for me. I woke up, grabbed my tudung and went straight to the sitting room. It's the final check to make sure everything is ready for guest to come later. Nothing special really, except for takbir berkumandang di Radio Kelantan mak sayup-sayup dari dapur.
Wearing new baju kurung also is not a special thing for me. As a teacher, almost every month i buy a new baju kurung. Sometimes it's more than one. This year, we were among the earliest to arrive at the nearby surau. What a shocking fact! After got back from surau, this is the moment (for me) is the special occasion of eid.
We gathered at the sitting room, the whole siblings. And for the record, i have 8 siblings. This year, my sister is celebrating the eid with us, so it's complete set. This is the moment when we queued up to salam and ask forgiveness from my parents especially. This is the moment when tears are easily fall down the cheek. i dont know why, it's just happen. Every year!
We asked forgiveness from each other. Really pouring out what we felt about each other, and we hug tightly.
Yes, it's really a sad but meaningful moment. And for me, although i don't really like the fact that i cried and it ruined my make-up (hehe), but that is always the moment that i wait for each time the eid comes.
That moment makes my eid to be special.
Adeih la. Silly silly mistake!
The S tertanggal. Drive cepat cepat pegi kedai beli Super glue.
Senang je for the plate number. Yang tang calar tu sakit kepala gak la..
What to do? Sendiri punya salah kan.
