A small hop before a giant leap

Alhamdulillah, we manage to pull through :) I was so nervous and even his coolness can't seem to stop the twist in my stomach that had been bugging me all day long :p


My mom was the most excited person looking forward for this visit. She made sure that the food is enough (both light and heavy dishes, mind you.) and even turned panicky when she realized that she had forgotten the dessert (sampai nak suruh beli fruits at the last minute!).


Thanks a lot, mak! You've been my pillar of strength throughout the whole ordeal. You encourage us a lot and brush away worry like dusts in the air. You assure us that bapak will be ok ("takkan bapak nak halau dia dari rumah kalau dia datang kan..?" was the magic phrase :) )


My dad was VERY quiet about this visit. He did not talk to me about it. He did not talk to me AT ALL these past few days. hehe. My father is like that. We assume he's ok with things when he was quiet but jangan disangka air tenang tiada buaya. He can just burst and spit out his disapproval on the same thing that we thought he was ok with. He's so unpredictable.


That was why I am very glad that the visit turned out well. True enough, he didn't chase Eid out of the house. hehe. But what makes me the happiest is that, both of them engaged quite well in conversations :)


I even got help from my brothers to save the day. hehe. I need them to play some roles to lighten things up so that Eid won't be stucked to my father all the time. hehe. And they played their roles well! ;) They asked questions and voice out opinions on the topic that Eid and my father was talking about. But Farhan, the naughty one was expectedly not without his funny antics. Yazid was more serious, though walaupun sempat juga menyakat Eid with statements and questions which kind of left him dumbfounded. hehe. Thanks bros!


Eid didn't expect it to turn out as it was - some kind of family gathering. He thought it'll be a one-to-one confrontation with my father ;) He prepared himself mentally for that. He was very grateful to my family members for the unexpected warm welcome.


When the time comes for the 'real stuff', I was called to sit with my parents and Eid in the living room area. The verdict. The magical word was : "pakcik restu...." hehe. The rest of the sentence was blurred by the overwhelming sense of relief in me that it didn't even matter even when my father stressed his firm disapproval of us going for a 'date'. hehe.


Alhamdulillah. Not a single moment when he mentioned anything about our education gap.

Thanks Allah for the strength.

Thanks Bapak for your restu.

Thanks Mak for your support.

Thanks Bros for your role.

Thanks Sis for just being there.

Thanks Friends for your du'as.

:D

~to cross the line might be the way across~