To ayah and mama,
Thank you for just existing, honestly. I can't imagine the world without the two of you in it. You guys are the centre of my life, the sun. There are no words to express my gratitude towards both of you, even if I am to combine the weight of all the mountains, and the seven seas, you two would still be weighing more to me. I love you two love birds so much, and adoring you two is a daily routine for me.
To mama, the wonderful wonder woman in my life.
Do you remember when I was younger, how I couldn't stand to not be by your side before I went to sleep? I was so close to you, so pampered by your presence that I fear the world would collapse on me if there is no you beside me.
That's what you are mama, you're a shield, a living shield.
You never take a break in order to protect your little cubs. Even though this little cub of yours is already turning 22 soon, you keep going strong.
A protector, my little guardian angel.
Now, I guess it's time to turn things around, I'm not your little cub anymore ma.
I'm a fierce lioness, and I will do my best to protect you myself.
To ayah, my sweetheart,
There could never be any replacement for you. There will be no other man that can be you. Not as a father, not as a friend. You're truly one in a million and I thank god every day for letting you be my dad, my ayah. Honestly ayah, there is no one else that I've met who doesn't care if his wife doesn't cook. I'm almost 22 and nope, not a day ayah. You're as compassionate and as gentle as the soft breeze of the ocean. Yet, you are strong and firm in your life as steel.
Ayah, I still remember the day you asked me with little puppy eyes, "Kenapa adik nak pergi jauh sangat study? Kenapa tak tanya Ayah dulu?" a few weeks before I fly to UK. When in fact, I've already told you a million times before, that I wanted to study abroad, that I'm going to apply for sponsorship abroad, and you already said yes to all of those things.
Funny thing is, those weren't really questions you wanted to ask.
Those are simply a facade behind your heart crying; that you're going to miss me, and that you don't want me to go.
Ah mama ayah.
There's never a day I don't miss you here.
And never a day that I'm not worried if the last time I saw you two would be the real last time.
And the panic kills me little by little every day.
My love, live long and live well.
Wait for your little cub.
I'm going home soon.
Love, Faz.
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