The bonus conversation for the year...is between my dad and myself. It was right after the contractor completed the installation of the laminated floor to my kitchen...
SRS: So I guess you are not coming back to Sarawak anymore?
I was stunned...shocked...speechless...and facing him I asked...
Me: Daddy...what do you mean?
SRS: Well...look at this place...its already a home. You have everything here...you made everything fit so nicely.
I wanted to cry listening to what my dad have said...
Me: Daddy...how can you say that? Of course I am still coming home to BINTULU...which is my home and I am still keeping that house in Bintulu. That is home to the children and myself...its just that for now I need to get away from there...away from those memories. This one will be our 2nd home and I need to make it "homely" otherwise I will never get to settle down here...and its a gift to my two girls...a place they can called another home which is away from Bintulu...
SRS: Ok...and he turned away...
That conversation remains and lingers in my mind till today...and daddy has been calling me everyday since he went home last Friday...
