Mum and Dad went back to Kuching yesterday. After sending them off to airport, somehow i feel everything has quiet down. Then i realise i am so used to their companion for these two weeks, and i start to miss them already. I wish they can stay longer.
When i woke up unwillingly this morning, there's no longer fresh delicious breakfast and beverage on the table waiting for me. I just missed my mum's cooking, whatever she cooks, it always taste so good. And the nostalgic songs which my dad play every morning, i don't really like the songs, but somehow it helps to soothe my mind before leaving for the jams and rat race.
I'm planning for them to come down and stay with us again, and definitely stay longer this time.
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