The scent of my baby cousin's hair. The scent of my grandmama's cooking. The scent of the sea breeze. I smell home.
The feelings of being cared by the elders. The feelings of being glued with kids 24/7. and the feeling of having dinner with everyone. I feel love.
The people, the place and the food are the things I miss everyday in KL and they are the reasons why I come back. Definition of Kuantan? Home and Love.
Kuantan, I miss you :)
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