Sedihnya tenguk gambar tu.... *sob*. Ye lah... I grew up in that house... that's the only 'home' I ever knew in my entire childhood and teenage life. I wish Ayah was still around... coz I miss the 'kampung life' and the excitement that we felt (especially during Raya) when we gathered at the familiar ground of our 'home'. My Izzat loved this Pilah house. Why Izzat? "Sebab banyak pintu.. best!!" :)
Now, there's no more rumah Pilah! :( No more 'home' to go 'balik kampung' for me :( What's left is just.... Pak Teh's house in Senaling.. MakLong Eda's house in the Pilah town.. and PakLong Eno's house in Kg Gontam.
Well... Germ and Zita offered their kampung houses... in case I feel the need to balik kampung in Pilah..... owwww..... thanks babes!! You guys are my bestest buddies!!!! *hugs*!
This is the remaining of the house where I grew up
Kat tangga ni lah I used to play with my other siblings and cousins
Ahh... I used to park my car here when I reached home.. and mak and ayah will rushed outside to sambut their kids yang balik kampung... and from outside we can smell the 'special food' prepared in the kitchen by beloved mak... 
What will happen to all our rambutan trees?? 
During 'happy days'.... the last Eid Fitri we celebrated at our beloved house back in 2006
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