heyya.
blogblogblog..
Oh here i go again. -.-"
Well.
Been busy with shifting house lately.
now getting use with the new place.
Okay uhh.
the neighbourhood nt bad.
My house mate also nt bad.
They are nice people.
bby came to visit that time.
He say he prefer me staying the new place than the old one.
according to him the new place is much more happening.
hmm. Yelah tu.

Anw, last saturday went to visit mum.
I walk into the cubicle je dah start nangis.
Seeing her in that kind of state makes me sad.
I look into her eyes. I can feel her sorrows, sadness and burdens.
She ask me, hows my studies.
I told her about my irregular attentdance at sch.
I've lost interest in studies.
She beg me to continue and finished my olevels.
for her sake i will.
then we talk and talk.
she just could'nt stop crying.
my heart sank when she ask me, do i hate her.
nooooooooo!
i know she got her own reasons.
i love her.
i don't care what people say sbout my mum.
then she explain, this is the reason why she didn't let us stay with her.
she didn't want us involve.
ohh ibu.
before we knew time flies very fast.
visiting time is over.
she whisper into the microphone, saying that she's sorry for what happen.
she ask me to take good care of my siblings and myself.
and lastly, that she love me.
tears flowing like tap water.
if only i could break the glass panel that is between us, i want to hug her.
her palm and my palm were on the glass, kinda intervential.
my heart keberatan to leave the cubicle.
still, gtg.
i walked then turn around and waved at her.
she waved back.
i could see she cry with her hands covered mouth, controling her emotions.
i could'nt take it seeing her like that.
suddenly, i kneeled down on my knees and cried.
"ibuuu!" i shout and cry.
i don't know what was i doing.
i don't want to leave without her.
until two police officers had to held me up and take me away from there.
who on earth could bear to see a mother's tears?
i cannot control myself.
1st sep suppose to be her sentence hearing day, but it was postphoned.
hopefully her sentenced can be lighten.
MUMMY, I LOVE YOU.
with a heavy heart i leave the changi womens prison crying.

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