First...she left without gdbye.Left me in a bad state.Thinking that ive lost a part of me.Crying doesnt make things better...but the worst of it affected my health.
And then..came the news bt an old friend..Luqman Hakim.He was an old sec. sch mate of mine.A buddy i shuld say.He met wif an accident...But was called home by God.Days passed,but i still cnt slip well atnite.Thinking bt the last werds he said to me..mnths ago.................................
Luqman: "fa,kau sombong eh...tak kol aku pon.Lupa aku eh?"
Me: "ape je,takpernah aku lupa kau.Aku cuma bz wif some skul stuffs."
Luqman: "ohh...nyalah tu...nanti aku dah MATI baru kau kol aku.."
Me: "Ape je kau merepek...selisih..."
And he juz escape death in a bike accident be4 he called me.But this time...he didnt.And i noe he tried his best to keep alive but he cnt.God loves him more.I feel regret not gettin to tok to him at the last moment.I called his celly but his sister ans it and said...hes gone.
I was shocked...too shocked that part of me thinks that this is only a bad dream.But no..it is reality.I always thot this happened to others not me...
But i was wrong....
To an old friend..May your soul rest in peace.
And yest,dad got admitted to TTSH.Doc says hes suspected of getting malaria.He look so weak..unlike the person i see everyday.Im scared...scared for the worst to be heard...but im praying hard that it is going to be ok.Convincing is gd..atleast it makes me feel better.
Hes place in CDC.An isolated pl for patients suffering from such disease. :(
Regret is the last thing i wanna feel.When that happens,i cnt turn back the hands of time.I dun wan to lose ppl i love...
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