I got a call from grandmother. She said, “Ayyub, when are you coming home? I made you your favorite crème caramel. Do come home.”

That night we talked. We took a long drive. We talked about our memories of my late grandfather and other stuff. “You’ve got a long way ahead of you. Umur 35 nanti pun boleh start fikir pasal kahwin”, she said.

Hmm. I think she knows about my intention of taking life off the expected course. Maybe.

She was lonely.