<3 Grandmas

Hi hi~

I had a fun week! How about you guys?

There’s this drama thingy, talks, report card day and so on. Uhm, yeah, my univ still have a report card day guys. Pretty awkward, not! I mean c’mon, when you’re being praised by your lectures like crazy in front of your parents; that’s a lovely sight. Especially when the lecturer praising you is known for his bluntness. Yeeeeshhh!!! It’s freaking pleasurable! Hahahahaha xD

That’s that. So, ever since I have a phone, it’s a monthly routine for me to call each one of my grandmas. Well, grandpa too but he ignored my calls today, so I will not talk about him in here (merajuk). The calls can last up to an hour or just a few minutes kinda of calls.

Nevertheless, every time the phone calls end, it’s always a metaphorical moment for me. Okay, that sounds wrong. I’m not happy because we ended the call! I love talking to my grandmas! It’s the words that they said before ending the calls which makes me ecstatic.

Why? Because I’ve made their day, or so they said…

By the end of each call, they will never forget to say ‘thank you’ to me. They thanked me for calling them. I told them that it’s a granddaughter’s job to call their grandmas. There’s nothing wrong with that, but for them, getting a call from their granddaughters can even heal their current sickness. TT^TT

When they first said that to me, I felt bad. Like hell bad! All I can think about was how much of a terrible granddaughter I was. Though after time passed, I realized that they’re really grateful for our calls. They said ‘thank yous’ not so that we can feel bad about ourselves; it is to let us know on how much they love us. If they don’t love us, why would they say that? If they hated us, they wouldn’t even answer our calls for heaven sake.

I have four healthy living grandmas and one healthy living grandpa. No, none of my grandpas did polygamy. I just happened to have lots of grandmas and lots of grandpas; from around the world, somehow. However, I love them all equally. How can I not? They all love me lots, and now it’s time for me to return all the love that they’ve given me.

I’m not a really good child to my parents, but I’m an angelic angel who was sent from above to my grandparents as a beautiful present, with bows and ribbons too (and sparkles and blings and bla bla bla).

Kah, so exaggerated -_-‘

What I’m trying to say here is, call your grandparents guys. You may think they’re fine as they’re receiving money from your parents, but no! It’s not that hard to call them. If I can call all of my grandparents who are in Indonesia while I’m in Malaysia; why can’t you call them?

Don’t take them for granted. I used to be able to see them every week before, but now, I can hardly see them once a year. Since I’ve lost lots of my grandparents, I’m planning on treating them who are still reachable in this world as much as I could.

They may act like it’s nothing big but hey, you never know. When I got my first pay check from a part-time job, I gave some to my grandparents. Nothing much, just a very tiny little amount.  Heck, they’re a mere nothing for my grandparents. The amount, I mean. Neither did I know that they treasure it a lot.

For example, according to my uncle, my grandpa hangs or maybe even framed the money that I gave him. He told my uncle that it’s the first time that his first granddaughter earned money by using her own effort; so he will never use it. It’s very precious he said. It was hard for me to hold back my tears since I don’t want to cry on a lovely night. Everyone was having fun back then, I don’t want to ruin the fun. —ends up talking about my grandpa—

Thus, that is how I realized that sometimes, well usually most of the times; grandparents love their grandchildren more than their own children. If they can give up their lives for their children; they can sell their souls to the devil for their grandchildren. Sounds crazy but it’s true. Unless you killed someone; you will not be scolded. Your parents are the one who’ll ended up being scolded.

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FUN THAT IS?! Seeing your parents getting scolded for scolding you? Aaaaah, the satisfaction ❤ ❤ ❤

I guess that is all for today.



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