1st day of raya was quite sad... We went to 5 to 6 houses only cause daddy was in pain.... the next day, was his operation. To take out the stone in his kidney... We waited anxiously for him to be out from the operation theater... That's when things get worse... Mummy got a call from the doctor... He wanted to see her to explain something. Mum told me, the doctor found there was a growth on his bladder. The place where he got a big big bladder stone the size of 3 eggs combined, removed. It doesn't sound good. And i knew it... So dad was out. I cried non stop looking at his condition. He was crying and shivering in pain.... I just cant stand to look at him suffer. Few hours later he was fine... Just dizzy... So he slept. Then mum whispers, saying "lets go home".. And the cute thing is.. He woke up and say mummy cannot go home and he hold to mum's hand. Then, the unexpected. I cant tell now, I'm afraid my sisters will drop by to read. i don't want them to know until they end their exams to refrain them from stress. Haiz...

Daddy, I love you.