As I set my foot in the embassy, my eyes anxiously examining every face in crowds full of cheerful people, silently wishing for faces that I'm familiar with to appear. Where are my friends? They did promise to come....

And suddenly, somebody tapped my shoulder from back..' Hey! Selamat Hari Raya! Maaf Zahir & Batin! ' Oh, it's Kak Maa!!....and then, there's Een! And Kak Jannah and her husband Mon too!!

Thank you, God...Thanks soo much they're here. The faces that have been keeping me sane all these years, especially during my final years in Japan, are right now in front of me. Just to know they're beside me have been giving me courage and confidence no one ever managed to give. Just like magic, yes, it's like magic..

And yes, not very long after that, I met other friends too, the remains of RPKJ batch 19. It's very nice to meet all of you once again..you've really made my day. Thanks a lot guys.. Maaf Zahir & Batin to you all..

After six years, this year's Eid will be my last Eid in Japan, InsyaAllah. Finally, I'm going back home. I need to go back home. I just can't stand the emptiness and loneliness anymore. I might go to other places again, for nobody knows 'bout the future, but what I really know right now is, I wanna go back home. To be wrapped in the warmth of my family once again. To enjoy the sweet smell of home. And to feel safe in a place called home.

"Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I'm lucky I know
But I wanna go home
I've got to go home...."
Michael Buble - Home-