..my daughter....auni..

..and so, one day my daughter, auni fatin, came... along with with her uncle and aunt...her aunt, Busu, who is only a couple of years her senior...i brought along a cake, coffe mocha, to mark her birthday a month ago...she was a bit shy as i was a bit apprehensive...we have not met for more than two years..she was with her mother in Kuala Lumpur... and i am in Bachok..she shedded a tear and i had this lump in my throat...