First time….
Do u remeber when we were child, we used to have our first time of whatever, such as first time walking, first time standing, first time saying Mama or Papa and many else. Well I wanna tell u a secret, coz now I experienced my first time of fasting in other town and without my family too. Okay this is tough, but hey what can I do about it. I feel alone for sure, it seems that no one beside me, accompany me. I used to have my Mom to do almost everything when we were at fasting time. Now I have to do it on myself. Ihave to cook my meals, being wake up by the alarm rather than my Mom and so many other memories that make me sad. I miss my family so much…
