Earlier I dreamt about him again..It has been years since the last dream in early part of year 2007..This time around he wore a blue-white checkers shirt with khaki cargo pant & lumberjack boots..His hair is still dark brown..This time around, there was a lil boy..Dark black hair but fairest skin with hazel eyes..His chubby cheeks were rosy due to the coldness..I don't know why I called him "Adik"..Is he his lil brother?? Is he my youngest son?? Wallahu'alam..but he's friendly and I felt loved by him..
Then, there was a tiny old lady with a cello in a restaurant..I don't know why but I called her "Mom"..She does not look like my current existing mother..She has the same white or blonde hair like the late momma Lilian and mommy Hazel..Is she his mother???Wallahu'alam..Hmmmm..
On the way to the train platform which looks like a station in Belgium (I have been there once), I was approached by 3 women who looked like the 3 sisters I used to have..They were pestering me..shouting at me..I was just speechless when they mocked me..Luckily he came to rescue..Pulled me away from those women..I cried by his side as I thanked him for rescuing me..That lil boy hold my left hand while my right hand was hugging his waist..He is very tall..6ft 5inch maybe..He just said,"Everything will be ok..I am here.."..
We took the train home..It passed snowy places along the way..As the "jakun" I am, I was over-excited with those snowy places..Asked that lil boy to take pictures.."Adik, tu tu..ambik gambar yang tu..cantiiiiikkk.."..I felt safe and calm having him and this lil boy "Adik"..
What a lovely dream! I loooiiikkkeee😂😂😂😂😂😂
