After a week of coming home hungry, feeling equivalent to homeless, and pathetic for not having any ability to cook, I decided to attempt the possible.
(If my brother can do it. So can I)
Searched through the kitchen, there were very little raw food products, but it was sufficient for my first attempt.
Honestly, I felt like I accomplished the impossible. Thank you Allah.
To my surprise, the food tasted, good! I could not stop smiling in triumph and saying Alhamdulilah!
Hahaha. If only my father was here. He might finally understand that I am capable, when I want to.
I DID IT. I COOKED! All praises goes to ALLAH for the guidance.
So this phase of being left in Singapore has made me discover that my ability to cook (edible tasty food) exist.