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Thursday, April 14, 2005, 2:18 PM
12.20 AM
Asked her what was she talking about, then I learnt that my father had earlier mentioned about buying her durians before she flies to Japan. My mum thought that he would buy, but looking at the time, she thought that maybe he would have forgotten, judging by him saying that in the early morning, and had been at work the whole day. I just kept quiet, cos I know that my dad would buy her durians, as he never once broke his promise to my mum regarding such durians and supper thingy. Then I was a bit sian with my mum, cos she sometimes would take my dad for granted in things such as buying durians and blah... But I still went to bathe after dilly-dallying at home, and when I came out of the bath, it's already 12am, and my mum is soundly asleep. I thought it strange, how come my mum would go to sleep, cos I thought she's expecting durians, but looking at the time, I too, know that it is too late a time and my dad definitely forgotten all about it. After packing my pouch for my trip, I went to sleep. Just at about 12.20am, I heard the door open. Trying so hard to sniff out the pungent smell of durians, I lay on my bed thinking whether he remembered his promise or not. After lying for a min or two, really couldn't sniff out anything, I was a bit disappointed. Then I tried to hear of my dad has woken my mum up to eat or not, then again, nothing. Silence all the way. Being Kpo, and also wanting to see my dad and greet him good nite, I went to the kitchen. Before me, on the floor, was a small durian in the usual red plastic bag. Shocked and touched, I went to my parents' room and asked my dad why he din wanna wake my mum up. Then he said,'Nvm, let her sleep' At this, my mum spun around from her bed, looking through dreary-eyes, she was wondering about the commotion. I quickly told her that he had bought a small durian for her, and urged her to wake up and eat. Then she smiled, and I was just so touched, don't ask me why I'm touched by such bo liao stuff, but I just went and hugged my mum, and my tears just made their way out of my tear ducts and rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably. I was thinking, siao char bo, why cry? But I just lost control of myself, my emotions. 30 years of marriage. If you ask me if the passion between the both of them is still there, I dunno how to answer you. Definitely the passion is not like that kind where two lovebirds started pak tor-ing, but I can see that commitment is the motivation for them to continue to be passionate about each other. After 30 years. 30 years of loving each other, of quarrelling with each other and most of all, the most diffficult part, of embracing each other's mistakes. If that is not commitment, then what is it? You tell me. Thank God for loving parents! Just proves to show the different facets of Christ's love, even between husband and wife. gan dong de rei. |
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