this week has been very hectic. busy to the bone. but yesterday i manage to squeeze some time to drop by my sis in law place to see my son for a while. i have to admit that i miss them so very much. when i reached there, my second is sleeping. my first, alif ran to me and i hugged him. we chat and laugh. he is such a funny dude. we just chat and chat. after a while, noticing that i was a bit sleepy, he actually clear his color pencils and toys on the sofa and told me to rest there. what a dude... so considerate. as i lay down he ask whether my shoe is new. its not of cos. then he notice there's a instant shoe shine and ask whether i want him to polish my shoe. didn't think too much of it as i was almost in la la land, i just said ok and dozed of.
about an hour after that i woke up, went to the bathroom, wash my face and just went to him. while talking to him, i realized its almost 3pm. need to go to another meeting at 4pm. as i was getting ready, told him that i have to go back to work. being the cool dude that he is, his reply was just "ok". at the front stairs before i leave, he just pointed at my shoe and just ask "ayah, is your shoe ok?". what a surpsrise... my shoes was clean and shiny. he actually polished my shoes. what a good son. i said thank you and said "come here and hug me". he smile and come to me. as i was hugging him another surprise happened. he pat my back and said "be a good man...". i was so touch by it... my son... just seven years old and yet so understanding, considerate, mature and strong. as much as i want to console him and tell him that things will be ok, to my surprise he is the one that actually console me... i kissed him, walked to the car and drove of.
in the car, i felt really proud...proud how much my son has grown. slowly... i smile and tell myself... "despite all the things that i felt i've done wrong, i must have done something right as well. hhhmmm... i'm not a totally fucked up father after all..."
