reverse psychology attempt

Bangun di pagi hari bajet mau stadi tak toleh kanan kiri, tp aku silap, aku tak perasan gajet kt depan aku nih lagi la hyper besar penangannya..hoho,aku ON pc aku sbb nk cari motivation je ok, don’t get the wrong idea here..tp sudah tabie manusia,ckp tala selupa bikin maa,mula2 jari telunjuk je yg buat giat klick sana klik sini,pastu jari2 len pun turut memberontak mahukan keadilan, mahukan perubahan,last2 skali terhasil la post ini, aku bingung ng jari2 ku sendiri..

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I’m touch actually, touch with a post from a friend of mine, about her mom being a reverse psychologist, giving advices to her, not by scolding her “kaw2nya”, but just simply by slow talking not-direct-to-the-point something like that, in malay we called it as “marah bukan kebencian tp tanda sayang”, wei!! its wrong laa, in malay we called it as “tegur berkias”, as for me I should always called it as “kalau terasa padan muka, kalau tak terasa peduli hapa aku,hahaha”

Enough of the babbling, I suddenly realize that she is very lucky, and I am as well, why? because we are still breathing this air at the moments where our moms and dads still breathing the same air as we are, not to say that one day in the future, our parents breathe oxygen while we breathe the carbon monoxide, I’m just saying that we’re lucky to live the moments, share the happiness and sadness together with our beloved parent while they’re still alive, to have someone who always remind us on so many things until we can’t imagine how spacious their head are, to actually keep the reminders, not just for themselves but also for others, a big round of applause to them..not enough huh? lets make a thanksgiving party for them, still not enough? “do you really need me to buy a lamborghini car or what to make you satisfied”, the father suddenly said softly “cukuplah sekadar doa agar bahagia dunia dan akhirat”, and the son reply spontaneously “betol2, I know that..i just want to bribe you with those materialistic things, to actually see how materialistic you are, but I know you’re not right?” the father, with a smile on his face, answer “that’s true, you’re so intelligent and “mulut manis” eh, nah amik duit sepuloh ribu ni,buat belanja kawin, belen dia masuk poket”, “belen celah mana? wanita2 skang ni mana dpt nya sepuloh ribu, semua stok graduate universiti, kompem la juai mahai” the son only whispering for his own ears while his hand grabbing the whole money..

Perhaps this post a little bit off topics or any other terms that you would like to called it, but as far as I’m concerned, and hopefully you're also concerned, appreciate your parents, make them happy while you can, although sometime you just feel uncomfortable for doing so, just try to be sincerely as you can, “kat awek buleh wat2 caring, tny dh mkn belom, sihat ke tak, tgh watpe tuh,cantik la baju awak mcm orgnya jugak..kt mak ayah tak buleh plak wat caring sweet talking camtu”, hahaha, this is what I called “kalau terasa padan muka, kalau tak terasa peduli hapa aku,hahaha”, I’m off here..

P/s: still wonder if one day before he die, will he say "how lucky i am for having you as one of my sons"?