Before I forgot, again. I gotta wish all the Muslim people, regardless of your race, either you Indian like Khalis or you got chinese blood like Amira, SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI! MAAF ZAHIR BATIN!
True, I'm a day slow or something. Hehe.
Anyway, these past few days have been chaotic. Keep walking to and fro the kitchen and the living room. And also there's saudara mara until nenek sebelah sesiape to visit. Not to add that duit raya waiting to be given.
I'm not that greedy, trust me.
Yesterday, in morning salam my parents and ask for forgiveness.
Then off we went to my mom's madrasah to pray which lasted for 1 hour.
At the end of it, there was an announcement of someone my parents knew who died a day before or the morning of yesterday. Innalillah. R.I.P dude.
After all that, we went to my maternal grandparents first.
Ate and shit-ed.
Went back home and rest until noon before going to my paternal grandfather's house.
There, my whole relatives, from uncles to cucu cicit, were chilling. So, yeah, there was a lot of people.
Need to wait until everyone went off before visiting my grandfather.
Oh yeah, along the way, Syahid told me he saw me near the church there. I think I saw him :P
Anyhoo, went back home to get ready before the first batch of people come.
The second batch of people came at night. Best moment ever.
We watched Man City vs Man Utd and we cheered and jeered.
Hahaha, Cik Jaffar and Bibik didn't know how to watch. We tricked Bibik about soccer while Cik Jaffar sat and slept. And also tempted Bibik on eating cold items like Ice-cream and Sarsi as she had cough.
So throughout the match, we just commented about this and that.
Every score was celebrated. Total fun. The last goal which ironically was scored Owen made total noise pollution.
After the match, they went back home and I watched my Chelsea vs Spurs match.
Only last to the second goal. Way too tired.
Btw, I got fucking diarrhea and cough. :(
