A long sunday

 

A long but fruitful Father’s Day.

Started way early and managed to settle the painting of our corridor. Went to the mall filled with tonnes of memories during secondary school.

And the library still smells the same. I did not dare to enter else all the flashbacks come through. 

The same mall was also the place I first met the husband. Orbit eh first date at the neighbourhood mall. It was raining when we reached but the skies cleared up just in time for the boy to snap with his faves. Then we returned his 18 books, bought cousin his Bday balloon and went over. 

A simple celebration with satay, mom’s pasta soup and Ayam Kurma.