Being at Home

It was Monday. It was a holiday to commemorate the birth of Prophet Muhammad. In the morning the day was hardly cloudy so I did not go to join qigong. However, it then changed to promising since the sun appeared. I washed my clothes. In the dhuhur time they dried. In the evening I ironed them. I was so excited though feeling exhausted.

Today, Nuri and Anindya went around to see houses offered to rent. Anindya needed a house for her family. She was interested at 2 houses. A house in Medoho seemed to be wide and cozy. Another house on Jalan Pisang was compact and neat.