I miss my Mak Siah a little bit extra today. She loves my food. Shes the reason why I love food in the first place. Every year, she would wait for me to come and cook for her. I miss her. So so so so much. She may not be my biological mother but she treats me like one. I miss her, extra hard this raya. Al Fatihah to you Mak Siah. Everytime I try new food, your face always pops up in my mind because you taught me to always try new food and dont be afraid. I miss you. Im not the nicest person out here and I am definitely a sinner so I might not see you there. I dont think theres room for me up in Jannah Mak Siah :/ I pray for you everyday. Moga semua doa dan amalan Ain dkt sini, Ain dapat bagi dkt Mak Siah juga dekat sana. I miss you so much it hurts.
Mannn do I love hosting. Theres something about hosting people over that just warms my heart. Knowing that it would be a place where people will rekindle back their friendship or any kind of ship just feels nice to me. Ni lah salah satu sebab why I want to work hard and earn more money. So that I can always host people and make my place as a place where my friends can come over for food and comfort. Inshaallah one day, a proper place specifically to host homeless and people who dont have enough to find good food and comfort. A place where kids can find not just food, but good, tasty, home-cooked meal.
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