Sendirian diperantauan

It has been ages since the last time I updated this blog. While sitting alone, suddenly feel like want to check this blog again, just to reminisce my good old memories. It has been 3 weeks since I separated with my beloved wife and two kids after have been together every single day for the last 5 years (longest period separated was 3 days as far as I remember). I have already expected that it is going to be tough, but not this tough. But this is the path that I have chosen. Regret it? yes, because I miss them so much, and no, because I do this for us.

Oh, how I miss going to the uni with my wife, waking up in the morning kissing my smelly little kids especially Izzah, asking Luqman how was his school every day. Make me even more emotional when I go past my old rented house here in Clayton every day on my way to the uni. It was still crystal clear in Luqman's memory about our life there for the last 4 years. Until now, he keeps calling that house as "Rumah Luqman", and talks about the color of the house, the mirror on the wall, the backyard, the trampoline, the roses and dandelion in the front yard, our car.

That house was the first house we lived together, only four of us. Now they are living in Luqman's grandparents' house, he never calls it as his house. I don't think that all of us can forget our moments there, be it happy, sad, emotional, we will always appreciate them (not including Izzah, she was too small to remember anything).

I am going back in the next few months, I will try my best to accomplish everything as soon as possible. To reunite with my family is my main motivation. Be strong!