One fine man.
Something that I need to tell the world about you. Hi guys, so today I have a (quite long) story. It's about my late granpa, Samsudin Hamzah. A man with a pure and amazing heart. Here it goes... When I was only 2 weeks old, my mom sent me to my granpa's for awhile to babysit me as my mom had some work to do. Obviously I don't remember those days haha. But basically that's how/why my bond w him and granma is very close. There're so many things about him that the world around him is missing him. He was loud, cheerful, full w jokes and etc. He just know how to crack up everyone during family gatherings and everywhere. I had so many memories w him. I still remember the first day I ate ikan belah belakang sumbat sambal. There's this one day I went into his kitchen and I saw him feasting himself w a plate that has big fish that smells so good. So I asked him, "granpa tgh makan apa"(what are you eating?" And he said "ikan dgn sambal. Meh ...