I caught a flu yesterday so I took a sick leave and stay in bed.
And was feeling better after Friday prayer, so I decided to might as well attend the KLFA match in Stadium Merdeka.
Few minutes into the match, I received an emergency call from my mum, she’s on the way back from office, my grandpa was admitted to the ICU and holding on only to the life support machine.
I put everything off, go back to my place, pick my lil bro in primary school and pack my stuff.
10 hours drive is miniscule compare to the life of someone you love.
The fatigue is catching up to me though.