What happen on the 3rd day? Well a lot. As a Malay proverb would say “Setiap pertemuan, pasti a perpisahan”. It was Monday. We only have Mr Fauzi as I recalled to conduct the program as the others were working. But in the evening, everyone was there to say goodbye. This is very very sad emotional bye for some of us.

I know I had my time chatting with my pet mom. It was a moment where we get to know each other better. I am not only just get to know her, as a matter of fact I get to know her sister. Her sister always come to the house. We both know a lot bout each other as well. So as the others including Wael, Barri and Azmir.

You know, the touching moment for me where I almost get the tears fall out of my eyes is when Wael asked to translate to our pet mom. Wael asked to tell her that she and her family are welcome anytime to his house in Yemen. When I telling her in Malay, she cried! I also wanna cry! Waaa !! So touched !!

Actually there’s a lot of stories to tell, a lot of tales to learn but im telling you I am way off the chart of describing it in form of words. I’m so sorry. Hehehe. One thing for sure, I promise one day I’ll be coming again to this kampong.