I am free

Assalamualaikum.

Yesterday night, i was at Taman Tasik Titiwangsa. 

Me and three more friends.

My colleagues...

I'm cycling over there for the third time.

Still awesome as always.

: )

Maked it more adventure.

You know like when at night, 'lil rainy.

No parents will took their child to playground.

Like no one there except ours.

So why not we take that opportunity and bringing back childhood memories!

And we did.

Try all those spring rider, see saw, swing seat, jungle gym, monkey bar, and slide part too.

Hahahahh..

I am free, and happy.

I play, i smile, i laugh.

Like i don't have any major problem, and fear.

Refresh back my life.

Thanks to my friends. 

You all are the best.

Especially who the one pop up with this cycling idea.

Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times. 

If one only remembers to turn on the light.

Those tranquility just make a sense.

One time, i will need away from others.

Escaping from this room, 

This city, 

This country, 

This universe, 

This life.

I know i am free.. when inside me will feel like one.

Adam is so cute!

This is Adam.
Adam Haris...  his full name.
He is shy, caring and not to much talking type of boy.
 But to me, he still cute.
Very cute one.

So innocent face and i bet in future, his face that drop gorgeous!

Very hardworking too...
So focus on, cleaning grandparents house with that big slippers.
Cute as a button!
Oh my...Too cute to take it.

Strong enough?

Assalamualaikum.

Let me make it clear. Everyone.

The quote above is really close to me.

Close enough like a phone with his internet.

And this is my truly express what i feeling through from the past.

Actual one.

I know,

People may seen me as a tough and strong person.

To any of my friends.

Even my own family members too.

But the real...

I just act strong, be strong. ..but inside i'm broken.

And dying.

When they know i'm strong. No one will ask if i'm okay or what.

That the worst of it.

Consequence..

But i'm quiet okay with it.

To me, as long as i can independence with my inside soul.

So far, i'm okay.

But, did i strong enough every time?

The answer is i didn't!

The always solution are prying and cried.

That what make me today.

Allah and Islam.

For those who heart broken, think you alone in this world.

Said others don't know what you feel.

I understood.

But logically, we really don't know your condition because we are not in your shoes.

But may try to be in your shoes.

Are you clear?

What ever religions you are.

Pray and believe to the Creator.

He know the better faith of you and me.

And us.

In. Future.

Aamin.

P/S: I think this character i get from my emak/mother. Who i seen as a strong women. And i admire how strong she is. She inspired me!