My Parents

They were married on a rainy day. It was so heavy and there was nothing so special about it. I never heard them talking about it. It’s like they wanna hide it or it’s just like a not a grand memory for them. Kinda like embarrassment i think. 

Different than my grandparents wedding. My grandmother always told us about the story of her wedding. How they looked for the fabric for her wedding. And how people carried her on a carriage on the back of a buffalo. I could really imagine how it was like that day. So grand and beautiful on a warm sunny day.

My mother is soft and kind. But full of jealousy. She’s a creative person but she’s very messy. She’s good with geography. She’s very proud of her stpm and she always brought it up. She’s the bread winner of my family. Responsible for everything. From the cents earned to the food on the table, literally. She does everything! She’s super excellent at multitasking. Her organisation skill is really zero. And she’s really bad at interior designing. But she’s very rajin and she can do almost anything, except for driving. Or office job. Yeah.

My father is lazy and he’s really good at nothing. He’s not creative. But more of a perfectionist in his own standard. He’s naive and though he’s hot tempered he’s actually soft and a coward inside. He’s afraid of many things and there’s nothing much he can face in life. Everything brings too much headache to him. It’ll lead him into depression. Well,maybe the only thing he’s good at is talking. But not a skillful or useful kinda talking. Just talk and talk without points and rambling about his opinions . Not an academic level kinda talk, you know.