Back to Basic.

I had 4 days of holiday. 3 to be exact, but an 'extra' one was created ad-hoc and it was a blast.

 

Spent half of it with little Amalin. The thing with living a lot with kids is it makes you either feel younger. Or older. Or wiser. Or stupid.

 

The hard part is not the crying. They do cry a lot, but you can stuff food (junks preferably) into their mouths, they will shut the hell up.

 

Or not the cartoon part, nor the buying everything part, or the other unbearable parts.

 

it's the asking a lot of questions part.

 

Sometimes, the question are so wrong yet they are so innocent it makes it so right.

 

I'm not talking about ' Knape dulu Che Hani kurus sekarang Che Hani gemuk?'. That's answerable.

 

I'm talking about,

 

'Kalau Tuhan buat semua benda, kenapa Tuhan buat orang jahat, tapi benci orang jahat?'

 

Now I feel stupid. Justttttt stupid enough I couldn't come up with a good answer.

 

I wish I had a good answer. Or justification, exactly.