I miss Him

I miss him.

I really miss the way he used to call me..

“Adis”

I really miss how he used to wake up in the middle of the night just to cover me up with my blanket.

I really miss how he used to laugh at my not-so-funny jokes.

I really miss how he used to offering me to cook the omelet every morning for me.

I really miss the way he yell at me when I wasn’t downstair to accompany him.

I really miss his enthusiasm in watching me dancing NIDJI way.

I really miss him.

I really miss how he used to pleased my mom after she finished her cooks.

I miss the way he stares at my mom just to let her know he loves her so.

Pa, kangen..