[ Muka Surat 11 ] - After It Was Decided

The sentence ended
before it became a sound.

Something stepped back
without moving.
Something stayed
without permission.

There was a rule
I did not write
but somehow obeyed.

Hands learned distance.
Time learned restraint.
Even hope
lowered its voice.

What was taken
was not a person,
but the possibility
of remaining.

Nothing shattered.
Nothing asked why.
The absence was polite,
and therefore unbearable.

I continue,
as things do...
with a shape missing
that cannot be pointed to.

This is not loss.
It is what happens
when something almost lives.

[ Muka Surat 10 ] - Be A Protector

Pesanan aku: Jangan bebankan anak hanya 
kerana kau pengecut!

Norhhh... mak meroyan? Tak tak.. Jangan juga salah faham. Statement ni tak ditujukan kepada sesiapa melainkan ada di kalangan anda terdiri daripada orang yang terasa. Statement ni umum. Untuk semua orang awam. 

Check diri sendiri:

- Dah bersyukur belum hari ni? 

- Kalau lelah, rehatlah sekejap . 

- Rasa terbeban? Bertenang, ambil langkah kecil tapi teruskan berjalan

- Luahkan, supaya beban tak merosakkan fikiran

- Jadilah pelindung anak, bukan berselindung di sebalik anak-anak

- Ada masa kita jatuh, ada masa bangun. Itu lumrah. Jangan kecewa.

[ Muka Surat 9 ] - Blinded by the Lies

He writes of his kindness, a true golden soul, 
Remarried and happy, playing his role.
But here's the kicker, let’s set the scene—
He can’t even pay for his kids' routine. Ahaks~

The world calls him good, they cheer and they clap,
While I’m the villain, stuck in a trap.
I stay silent, no need to fight back,
While he tells his story, I just sit back and relax.
He’s painted the picture so perfectly bright,
Now all his colleagues think he’s a knight.

My kids and my family, they see through it all,
Their love for me stands tall, never small.

And my best friends? They know the real deal,
They’ve seen his crap, they know how I feel.
Thank you, my friends, for seeing the truth,
For standing by me and always believe the proof. *Wink Wink*

If you think he's perfect, full of grace,
Maybe you’re blind, or just out of place.

Oh, and those kids? They’re not fans, you see,
They hate his guts—believe me, it's key.
But keep up the act, it's working so well,
I’ll stay quiet, watching him sell his own hell.


#LunchBreak #dontjudgechallenge

[ Muka Surat 8 ] - The Happiness from Allah

With a heart full of hope and unwavering faith, a mother’s prayers lift both of her children towards happiness, even in the silence of her struggles.

Aizuemi

[ Muka Surat 7 ] - Sekadar Menyalin

Mungkinkah tanganku terlalu kecil untuk merangkul raga yang ingin aku lindungi? 

#cyntheur