Last weekend my family and I went to Penang (without Amirah, my second daughter). We went to visit some relatives (my husband's side)andmy sister-in-laws who were not in the pink of health. Looking and talking to them made me think about my own parents especially my mum who were trying very hard composing the remaining of her trailing days. The courage that she has is incomparable. I knew I could never be that strong.
A very simple but very appetizing lunch under the shades of palms trees in Juru.
Like I saw Pak Ndak(arwah) sitting at the small hut.
Happy moment for Masyitah at the Feringghi Beach
p/s I was hoping to get at least a 'glimpse of the orient' in Penang...
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