September 21, 2015

My Parents.



Growing up we sometimes (or most of the time) had an altercation with your parents. There's always a thing that to us they intentionally pisses us of.My parents are very strict parents. Being the only child for 13 years before my sister came along wasn't all lovey dovey. People say being the only child is awesome because you can get anything you want.
Wrong!

Fast forward to 10 years now...

Completing degree and on going Master and also full time employee makes me feel so grown up, complete and " fuck yes ive made it ".. Ive told myself so many times that Im going to maintain a sustainable lifestyle for me, my family once my dad no longer working.

Alhamdulillah right now I was so blessed in so many ways whenever me and my parents went out for shopping and went we reached to the counter, I was so proud to say to my parents " Its on me today". My dad tends to get pissed off whenever I told him that but then again his my dad.

It feels so good whenever you hear the word " Thank you ayong belanje mak and abah shopping ". You should try it sometimes. Seeing you parents smiles from ear to ear worth alot more than your one month pay cheque.

My mom mostly always jokes ( or she was being serious I just couldn't tell the difference) "I raise you for 28 years  and now its your turn to give me all of your money to me!". The fact is that my mom have been working almost her entire life, travelling around the world for work but then my mom is a very low key woman. She doesn't need Prada this, Louis that, Birkin this or Chanel that. I bough her a Prada purse one time and until now that purse is still in her closet and still in the box. Reason being, she felt so 'sayang' to used them because it was from me. Im like ' what the fuck?!.. I bought them for you to used woman.'
Sometimes I love to slip 1 not of Rm100 in her Quran just before I left work. Then afew minutes later I got a call " kenapa bagi mak duit. Mak kan ade duit pencen and duit abah bagi".


The moral of the story is parents sometimes crave for your attention. NOT YOUR MONEY!




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