Well i've been putting this story off for such a long time already,i guess i was too busy to be bothered about writing this well however i finally found some free time and i guess i could continue the story. Here goes...
Well today was the last day of puasa, As usual still not adjusted to the time here. I felt that eventhough i woke up at 10 in the morning but my mind is set to Malaysia times which in this case is 8 in the morning. Who the hell wakes up at 8 on a holiday.huh.. Today is goin to be a very busy day. My mum was already set to her panic mode that morning when she scolded me for waking up late."Ma I was earl but the shower what's taking most of my time, The water ain't that hot you know" I told my mum, well its true. For the shower to be really hot i need to wait for like half and hour. After all the arguments is settle about how cold it is,she instructed me to go to one of her friends house near by to borrow some 'Batu tumbuk' or grinding stone from her. So i when off with my little brother shabil. It was my first walk outside the house. The weather is really cold but sun shines so brightly. It feels nice. Not to cold and not to warm either. I'm beginning to like the weather. I could get use to this,it is much more different than the humid and hot weather of malaysia. About 5 minutes walk we reach her house, It was aunty zu's house. Before i came here, i was asked by her to bring some of her raya clothes from malaysia. We talk on the phone once however never met before,this is the first time that i'm actually meeting her.
My first impression was she would look kinda older like my mom but the truth is she's not. She looks quite young actually. I entered her house and it was much larger than mine. I am actually impressed. It is what a house should look like in the overseas and not like the house im staying in however the house that my mother got is the nicest and coldest place to be in. Its very comfortable. After i took the stuff that my mother wants i went back home. Handing the items to my mom and i was off upstairs again. laying in the bed for my eyes was still very heavy. About half and hour later aunt zu's daughter came by. I heard somebody knocking so i went down,at that time i didnt know it was aunt zu's daughter. I know my mom said that all her friends children consist of daughter but i never met any of them until today. Her name is Fara. She is a nice and petite young lady. Her age is 17 years old. The story bout her is that she skipped her SPM to stay with her parents in Aussie. If it was me having SPM i dont think my mom would have let me skip it. The first time i saw her i was like "this girl is kinda cute,and with added bonus she lives near by"...ahaha yeah that was my first thought. You'll be reading much more about her when the story deepen maybe in the other parts. Well i guess that was the only interesting happen to me during my last day of Puasa. The rest of the day went by with me and my siblings cleaning and tidying up the house for raya. Nothing happen much at night too.. The nights in aussie was always the boring part. I couldnt remember much about my nights in aussies accept a few events that might be interesting. hehehe want to know more you'll have to wait for the continuation of this story.When i have the time to complete it that is.. =)
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