He is my second son. He was born one year less 23 days after our eldest daughter. As a baby he was very frail and he only walked when he was 18 months old, that only very wobbly kind of walk.
For this he was raised by his late grandmother. He grew up with her until he was seven when we finally decided to bring him back into the family.
Now he is 24 years old. Very tall, over six feet, fair and handsome (at least to his many girl friends).
Unlike others, he has a very good flair of finding jobs. He has worked in many hotels in Genting Highlands, Penang, Ipoh and now in Kuala Lumpur. Once he worked in Madam Kwan restaurant.
Despite of his cool look, he is hot tempered at times. Once while working at Madam Kwan restaurant, he accidentally bumped into an very important man. As usual he apologised to the man for the unintentional accident.
The man did not accept his sincere apology but instead threw insulting and arrogant words to him. Words like: "Do you know who I am? I am a Dato', you know?"
Losing his temper this was what he answered:" So what? Like I care. My dad is also a Dato' you know?"
For that he was immediately fired by the management. He quickly walked to the brand new hotel and asked for a job. Barely 24 hours later there he was, working with Picolo boutique hotel!