it’s finally semester break. gosh I’m happy, really. an end of goblin for me since I just had the chance to follow the leads. Strange feelings. I save the best for the last. After those episodes, I tend to develop a new personality and this drives me crazy. I’m the goblin’s bride the first and last “BEAUTIFUL BY CRUSH SOUNDTRACK ENTERED” or perhaps I’ll just be Gong Yoo’s bride. Continue reading
Thanks to Sam Claflin, now I’m wild awake here. Me before you did my eyes swollen definitely like the pandas. Nisa provided us some tissues, and the good news is IT’S SOAKED with tears I wiped.
Was I crying because I do realize how lonely my life is or the story is just too good to not to cry? Well, both I guess. Night getting darker, now its 2 am in the morning. I should get my beauty sleep or else people will badly laughs at me.
But, I’m still here, writing stuffs and worrying about the upcoming exams. As I can see now, housemates gathers in not too spacious room of mine doing their assignments and revision. Um. They’ll dozed off soon.
About the me before you, I’ll rated it 8/10. No happy ending but not cliché so yeah! I’m sure soon I’ll grab this book out of the stores and read them. Still sobbing, laughs at myself. Soft-hearted. Share your thoughts too. How would you compare the book fantasy and the realistic movie ?
Usually, the books will never lose. But will cikedaut soon and share em’ with my fellow readers. Don’t you think love is a repay of sacrifices you’ve done ? Look at the dimple and the mesmerizing smile, my heart melts. The love story is just perfect. But he shouldn’t die. Hahaahaha
Ola! Bonjour! Hello!
The clouds turn to be dark. I’m on the bed, waiting the clock strikes two for my next class. I can’t imagine how my curricular activities will be this evening as I’m bloody exhausted. No marching, please. (Rains please pour yourself out)
It has been a long time since my last post about late grandpa. I’m busy with new routines. Time is so jealous of me. Entering the university of life isn’t a bad idea after all. You’ll see how this world works. Different backgrounds and races lead to a beautiful friendship. University is the place where you depending on yourself. You do it on your own. Come here and test yourself. I’m still here, challenging myself. Continue reading
I feel distracted. he questioned me the same thing almost each minute,
” can I sleep?” asked him, immediately I shook my head and firmly said no.
His health is our first priority. It’s not good to lie down after you full. I been through the continuously same thing just for that one week.
I spoke to mom, directly from my heart, he looks different. It’s not him. The house seems not right in his eyes. He was challenging our patience the whole week. I thought he was tired and he didn’t get enough sleep due to the slack routines. But this time its different, he seems so lost.
From that moment, I knew something is not right.
The morning, I was getting ready for medical checkup and so forth before entering new phase of life. My maid calling out for mom from grandpa’s room. Her voice sounded worried and anxious.
I get down before mom, I saw his numbness face. I don’t suspect anything. He couldn’t speak properly. He was really weak. He said he feel the dizziness. Mom came down to check on everything. she quickly dialed up her brothers. They suspected minor stroke.
I grabbed my pink’s phone. Open up ‘google search’ I typed “symptoms of minor stroke”. This article shows me how to detect it by the symptoms called “F.A.S.T”. Almost the symptoms similar to the situation. I found myself panic and couldn’t think straight. Grandpa couldn’t stand by his own, as he sit his body will slightly go downwards, we give him a sip of water but he couldn’t swallow he feels pain on the throat.
We called for the ambulance (directly to sg.buloh) but grandpa’s personal data kept by PPUM,KL. So, change our mind, brought grandpa to the hospital (PPUM) by dad’s car.
During the journey, his eyes only pointed on the car’s roof. He grabbed mom’s hand tightly, he said he’s in pain. We could not bare watching him in this condition. I said to him “Sikit lagi nak sampai,atuk kena sabar” (We’re almost there,you need to be patient) even the traffic was very bad. It took us almost an hour. No polices to escort us. Pitied on him, I cannot do anything. I just hold his left hand and repeating the same sentences.
Tightly, his hand on mine until we reached the hospital, dad carried grandpa onto the trolley bed and pushed him into emergency with the nurse squad. He barely breathing, I worried. We wait for 10 mins and an announcement made, the nurse hand off a bill for us to pay at the counter so we shared money for the CT scan.
Nothing shown in the result of scan. I keep wandering in the hospital. What was he doing that night, what was he eat, what was he talk about. Nothing different. We wait, wait and wait..
No announcement, no disease detected.
I feel uneasy so I checked on him in the emergency room, I saw him kicking everything, his hand tied to the bed railing, the tubes on him, he pulled it off even the oxygen mask. I went to him, I told him to be patient,He called out my name “yong”. He pointed me the water drip bottle. I saw the bottle was empty, no water and his mouth dried. My anger was killing me that time. I hold his left hand again, he grabbed it tightly. I just wanted to scream out loud in the emergency room and asked them to bring my grandpa into the ward room now! but the reality I can’t.
10 pm, after morning,noon,evening finally grandpa been placed into a ward. I followed him to the ward and watched him before I depart to Negeri Sembilan after dawn. Throughout there, I felt uneasy. I kept on asking is grandpa okay? who is with him now? does doctor come? what the doctor says?. But they said everything is under control and normal.
So we went back home around 9 pm. we took some rest and talked about how to take care of grandpa if he suspected stroke and so on, soon we’re getting ready to go bed so as usual i grabbed my book that almost to the last page to read. Suddenly, ayah came in and told us grandpa is in critical condition.
Snapped. The world shut again.
My mind is empty, my heart almost thrown out. We rushed to the hospital.
As we arrived,
The police let 2 people entered by the time. (mom and uncle) which kind of getting me mad. After a few minutes, the police called me to the counter,” family members can enter now” said him. So, I quickly push the lift button to level13 without suspecring anything.
As I opened the door,I had no clues of what happened, mom was crying.
I asked her, was grandpa really critical?
She looked at me with the teary eyes and..
She said grandpa is not with us anymore.
I fell down, my eyes cried out loud.
I couldn’t accept, I have no chance to tell him I’m going to further my studies .
I couldn’t stop my tears.
I went to see him,
Behind the curtain, there he is, lie on the bed, his body was not moving, he’s not breathing.
Slowly, I came to his side..
I kissed him on the cheeks..
I whispered to his ear, “I know you’ll be happy soon, send my regards to grandma, I love you both” ” I promise to study well as you really wished before” “I promise to stay strong”
His cheeks wet with the tears I can’t hold
I told him to wait for me until i arrive there
I wanted to see him at least to look at me before he left.
But he followed the light with his beautiful smile,
Was I too late?
He walked away, only his shoulders can be seen,
Not in the darkness, but through the light,
He admonish me to stay far,
One hand on the road, body bend towards the earth,
RUN, he runs,
The moment, I’m in daze,
He stopped, he abruptly fell to the ground,
He stood up, the left leg shaking,
A hole made on the green pants,
Not cried but in shock,
He felt nausea,
But, he keeps RUN in the light.
( Thanks dear readers! ) 😉
Your fav little girl,
I leaning on my fav armchair at the balcony, while sipping smooth latte and holding one of MTI book by one hand like the pros. Enjoying the view of the crystal blue ocean, sound of waves and the shining smile sun behind the clouds. No distraction. Flashing back all the good memories, the achievements and the great people surrounding me. This Victorian house I owned, I bought in cash. Audi TT RS in nano grey parked nicely at the courtyard waiting for me to roar the car’s engine.
so let’s put a stop on this imagination, I’m going too far and exaggerating into this dream world 😉
I’m fasting these weeks and tired at certain moment, my mind couldn’t realease its own fresh and original ideas so writing is out of the league but I tried at least one line each day so here it is.
Hye, Hye, Hey there ! Introducing myself again, I’m Liyana. ‘the little girl’
I’ve the feeling of hunger to write something when I stay a distance from the laptop, and only can write when the surrounding in peace and no distraction, only me and my WordPress connecting the ideas in the lonely night without any humans or even insects interrupt our lines. “If vice versa, what’ll happened?” asked the readers. emmm.. , i lost my concentration in writing lah and can’t continue for the whole day, meaning that I’ll start writing on the next day. can you see how hard it is for me? not like other famous writers, they go outside, hanging around at the cafe to find inspiration to write something while sipping their rich and smooth coffees that just has been brewed,crossing their legs, resting their arms and enjoy the views without no talks But the difficulties bring victory, isn’t ? so, no worries.
“Eww, little girl? why, little girl? you’ve grown up so well and yet you still called yourself little bla bla bla.. i don’t care but it just so ewww” said anonymous while reads the profile of myself. Yes, I’m 18th on this year and illegal according to the laws. Yup, I’ve grown up so well, thanks to my parents. Yeah, I addressed myself as little girl, why?? = my unprepared mentality (I’M NOT READY TO BE AN ADULT) . wait ! i don’t have identity disorder, okay? don’t ever dare to declare I’ve that kind of disease or I’ll choked you to death! *not for real* no no no.. I’m not gonna doing that for real, trust me! It’s just a joke, I’m not throwing myself into the bars! Heh. Continue reading