angel

we were having our shopping spree in KLCC, which mostly that was me doin the shopping, then it was raining hard.pretty hard.i was actually goin home to kuantan, n the car was park way far from the park.he did all his best, stopping every taxi n asking em whether they cud commute us to the parking spot which was merely just few hundred metres away.all for the matter of not lettin me caught cold n influenza.
It was again in the park of KLCC, i hadnt have chances to pour whatever i felt inside, all the commotion of sadness for the lost of my dearest angah.And i barely knew him, but here infront of him, i washed away tears, lotsa them.The first time since the day of angah's funeral, i knew i had sumone who i can talk to.his gestures were enuff.
he was the one who worked very hard to find me tailor, when i cudnt find even a single person who could sew my clothes for my Raya masquerade. God knows how happy i was back then, knowing i cud parade with my opel baju kurung.
my friends knew im fond of Hayao Miyazaki's work, the creator of Spirited Away and Totoro. but being penniless i am always, i cud only buy a cd per outing, n the rest, i asked him to do the pirating process. he did the most suprising thing, no not doin the downloading thingy, but presented me a complete box of original Hayao's series.
It was a third day of Raya,he boarded the bus a nite before, reaching Perlis, met my parents, n getting the bus back to Johor the very same day.

then if all these good things he had done to me, why cant i be his angel for once?