I am happy
that H still calls me BFF. I hope she had a smooth flight back to Dublin. I
slept from 2 to 3.30 pm today. So now, at 3.04 am, I still cannot get myself to
sleep.
A month at
home meant a tremendous therapy for me.
Basically, I talked to Adik about
almost everything. From discussing the ‘Interstellar’ movie to whether Adik might
or might not keep a pet in his own house one day, we are best friends at home.
He struck
me when he asked, “Kak, kau balik bila?”
His next
semester starts on September, in the same week I return to Cairo, probably a
day late or early from September 5.
Tonight he
asked, “Kak, perlu ke join usrah kat U?” which reminded me when I
joked, “Kau tak join Sahabat Surau? Bagus
betul ni ada kawan kau jadi Sahabat Surau.” Sometimes I wonder if my
younger brother is able to take me seriously. Because I make stupid jokes all
time.
I don’t
exactly recall his reply but I did spontaneously said, “Kadang – kadang kau perlukan pedoman time kat U,” regarding the usrah thing.
The
previous week or two, I once said to him, “Aku
pun bukanlah budak usrah. Tak berapa nak ‘semangat tarbiyah’ (Adik and I giggle).
Apatah lagi kemalasan tak terbendung.”
Nothing funny about it but we laughed. You know… That kind of laugh during a
decent conversation with the loved one. No need for jokes. We do not get that every day, do we?
I am such a
bad influence. But hey, campus life is so much more exciting that you do not
need your sister to figure things out.
p/s: Just me and my second mug of tea.
