To Be Happy Or Sad?

Ten minutes ago, my handphone rang. It was dad, calling at 11.27pm. He asked many questions that i felt annoyed of such as, when is the mini market and photostat shop downstairs (of my hostel) closing, will the kakak be around or away, when is my roommate going home, who is left in the hostel....................................................................... I thought, i got annoyed because even he asked these questions, what can be done. Could i go back earlier from the bus ticket stated date?

After a while, my thoughts became shamed....I was guilty! Why? Because, dad: "I will go and take you back on Monday or Tuesday." I said: " No need la, bus ticket has already been bought." Dad: " Your safety is more important than money, just that little sum of money. I will go to pick you."

After discussing, he stood firm and i told him to talk to mum first and see what she says. Hung the phone up. And I started to feel bad, what if on the highway there were some unintended happenings and so on and so on... The talk over the phone made me feel, after all, it is already Sunday, three more nights and i will be going back to Penang. I think i can wait and I will wait for you (dad) to be safe.

Sorry for my bad thoughts or you can say selfish thoughts...
Even though the past few days i was really frustrated being left behind, I now realize that you still care about me. And I am willing to wait a few more days...