One Finest Sunday Morning

One Finest Sunday Morning in my thought :

Had a cup of hot coffee and choc breadtoast on your table
Had a deep chit chat with mama while hearing you on aired.
Then we laugh cause you-and-your different voice sound strange in our ear.. for the first time..
Me : 'ini beneran fiya, Ma?? Mama udah pernah denger?'
Mama : 'Bukan.. bukan fiya ini. Tp emang jadi beda si kl di radio,'
... you said bla bla bla
Me : 'ini fiyas maaa.. haaha.. kok jadi begini sih..
Mama : 'lha iyaa kok jadi begini..'

Emmmmm.. so proud of you, Darl! Really!
Congratulation You and your new experience for becoming an announcer! 😚😚
Even Sonora wasn't too a popular one, we're still proud of our lil' diamond-that had a strange voices ahead- for your new chapter.

What makes me have this pride?
You've made your lil' dream up, Darl.
As we know, to be announcer is something we want/ dream of.
*Ya.. bcause that's what our mom did when she's on college.
On my senior high school, the thought of being announcer came to me a lot in 10th grade.
But.. it moved and slipped away to nowhere. Replace by make a friend things, unstoppable homework and eksul task, dated with a boys from other high school and ended with extrahours in G.O

You? Even worse..with a hundred outdoor activity you took, you almost ignore your formal education

But hey, look, You've made it!

I feel soooo blessed, Darl.
Bye-byeing you in early sunday morning, took a wudlu and pray, took our mom on jogging (Thawaf excercise katanya) then enjoyed all of atmospher in our home with a cup of hot coffee and choc breadtoast.. with a our super mama

[So which of the favour of Allah would you deny?]