Syawal 1433H

I was peeing when I came to this ;
'No wonder they called it 'the thinking room'. Now, I know why.' 

A few minutes before heading to the toilet, I was busy figuring out where did I left my bag. I wanted to just place my sampul duit raya in the bag. But then, I went searching everywhere for it.  It was nowhere to be found.
Well, not until I went to the thinking room and tadaa! My beg was outside with my grandma.

Raya was good.
Today is the second day of raya. I met Azhar just now at one of my aunt's house. He was so shy, he just wouldn't talk. Not even to his cousins (which was mine too) or his other uncle. It was just him.
'Hey, what happened to your finger?'
'Oh. It got an infection.'
'Right. You're 17 if I'm not mistaken?'
'Yes. I am 17. Err, how old are you?'
'I'm 21.'
Suddenly he went making this really cute face of his and went silent.
'Dude, why? You thought I was 17?'
'Err yeah.' *sorok muka*
 'Haha! I'm older than you, Azhar.'

For the whole holy month of Ramadhan, I prayed to God to actually murahkan my rezeki.
I guess this is the form of rezeki he gave me. And I thanked God for it. Alhamdulillah.

Happy Eid Mubarak. Taqaballahuminka.