After the Rain, A Thousand Tomorrows

1 March 2026 Ramadhan, Day 11 Sayang, Today I felt like talking to you properly. Not just in passing. Not just the quick “I miss you” before tidur. But really sit down and update you macam dulu. First… urusan harta pusaka dah selesai. It took time. Banyak borang. Banyak turun naik pejabat. Banyak sabar. There were moments I felt tired doing it alone. Dulu semua benda kita bincang sama-sama. Even small decisions pun you akan dengar pendapat I dulu. But I did it. Slowly. Step by step. I handled it with the dignity you would’ve wanted. No gaduh, no drama. Clean and proper. I think you would be proud of how calm I stayed throughout the process. Then… Ibu got into a small accident recently. Alhamdulillah nothing major. Just a scare. But you know what touched me? Your siblings handled everything beautifully. They stepped in, arranged what needed to be arranged, no chaos, no pointing fingers. In moments like that, I see the values your parents raised you with. It’s still there. Solid. You wou...