As-Salam
So in this entry i would like to talk about my dad. Since most of you guys know that i keep on tweeting about how i spend my time (most of the time) with my mom, i still spend them with my dad too thou. I used to be daddy's favourite little girl okay (before my little sister born to the world). I remember when i was in primary dad have to get me to bed ever night because i cant sleep without his embrace, and he would tell me funny (bedtime) stories about his young age, and i would play with his arm until i fall asleep. How much i remember he beat Aiman because of Aiman's naughty behavior, he could never raise his hands on me. Even until now, my dad will always make himself available whenever i need him around despite how busy his work is.
Dad have been a humble man with patience. Dad was a former fireman, if he still is, he probably get the tittle Datuk by now, because all his colleges are now Datuk, even his bestfriend from the same firestation. But no, he resigned his position long time ago before i was born, even before he met my mother. He decided to go for his own business, his dream, his passion. He opened up his own engineering company. It was going pretty well, in the beginning, when i was born and growing up, he did a lot of site work, it was just a small company doing small engineering work that none big company want to handle, it was alright, it was enough for us family. Until the year came, around year 2000 and so, where its hard for his company to get a tender. He even had to let his workers go, his younger and older people who work under him, he have to let them go because he can't pay their salary, even when they refuse to resign and want to stay through thick and thin with my dad, he just couldnt let these people waste their time waiting for a job and work, that he himself cant even guarantee. So he let them go. Luckily, dad is a wise man, his company never have any debt or unpayed loan with bank, if he had, the company will probably no longer exist now or other word go bancrupt. I remember when mom had to work day and night teached over time to get extra money to support our family and even help with the finance of the company. I remember when dad always work half day on weekdays, i was small to not realize he didn't have work to do at office.
By the time i get into secondary school, the company is at its stable state, they get tenders to work on, enough to support few mens under him, and to maintain the company finance, it was just enough. His younger workers who now have their own business now came back to be the company's sub. Alhamdulillah, now after all those years, dad's company become better and better, tenders keep on coming in, even from overseas and some are worth a million. Now dad is back at being busy, staying up late at his office. Even he is busy now, he will always make time for his children. I know he have countless paperwork waiting to be submit, but he agreed to bring us to the cinema, dinner at anywhere his children want.
Seeing my friends whom their dad work as important man in big company, didn't make me feel less proud of my dad. Maybe my dad can't provide all the luxury, the gadjets, the money, overseas vacation, shopping on weekends, and big house for us family when i was growing up, but eventually i am glad that i never raised in that kind of pampered family. because eventually, this hardship my family have gone through, this you-cant-have-everything-because-we-have-limited-money have made me realize that money really can't buy happiness, this whole situation made me someone who's not materialistic, i don't crave for brand new phone or even uptodate outfits, i really dont bother. Now that dad can afford me anything we want, we still refuse to have anything really, because we aren't use to have that much of money. its just alright, we just have what we need, not what we want.
Dad have been the one who inspired me better than my mom. Dad hate it the most when mom try to brag about him as the boss of his company. Mom used to tell me that dad is the a very down-to-earth person. He never called himself boss when he with his workers, even so they know and respect him as he is. and one thing he tought me (indirectly) is, to help others even when we have little, because one day, we never know, Allah will help us back.
I will never stop praying to Allah, we should never stop praying to Him. Sometime, i wonder if this "senang" state we live in now is somehow his ujian? Most of the time when i tweet "Alhamdulillah" is because it remind me of ayah. Alhamdulillah, ya Allah, He will always hear our prayer, He is the one who knows everything beyond, He is the one who know the truth of the past and the future, He is the one who give you pain and give you happiness, He is the one who see who is truly patience in his ujian. He is the most merciful. He is the Greatest. Allah is the Greatest.
thankyou for reading my longest entry of all time!
