tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12504201507336927642024-03-13T18:03:23.297+08:00 A LIFE, A STORYAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-27576876251999107292014-02-04T10:27:00.002+08:002014-07-12T15:46:24.408+08:00In the end, promises are meant to be broken<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Have you ever went through a situation where someone has promised you something and then he/she/they break it? And your heart breaks. Breaking to pieces. And you know you are so sad. so sad until you don't know how to describe how sad you are. <span style="color: #e69138;">The saddest part is, you know that it hurts so much but then you have to pretend that you're okay and you're strong yet you still cry every night in your sleep</span>. Sometimes, I have to kind of die inside in order to rise up from my ashes and believe in myself to become a new person. I'm too sad when I cried in my prayer asking Him to help me to throw the pain away so I can live and I wish that I don't know what pain is. Because the pain is killing me inside and I'm dying inside. I'm too disappointed, too sad, too fragile to handle the truth... I really don't know how to describe everything about it but this is what I feel when someone broke his/her/their promises they've made towards me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">and I jumpa balik post lama I regarding this "</span>kalau hati kita tak mampu nak bertahan, sedih kian merundum hati, pulang lah kita kepada yg Maha Pencipta. Dia yg mewujudkan perasaan dalam hati kita. Dia yg menentukan qada' dan qadar. mengadulah dekat Dia. He said <b style="font-style: italic;">'Call upon Me and i'll respond to you' . </b>minta kat Dia supaya dia dapat bagi kau kekuatan untuk hadapi semua ni" haa takkan tak cliche lagi? haha</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-16241421803440066992013-05-21T21:01:00.002+08:002013-05-21T21:01:38.347+08:00ClarityClarity is the title of a song by Zedd ft foxes. I'm really into this song. and this is some of the lyrics that makes me love it :D<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-1807913973102680862013-04-22T03:34:00.002+08:002013-04-23T22:57:33.046+08:00LOVEI just had a thought and I really really felt like writing it down. I mean I don't know who might read this. But I thought would be nice to share my thoughts hihi<div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc;">Love isn't about having the same hobbies/interests with the one that we love.</span> </div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><i>It isn't about being someone else or liking his/her likes to impress 'em or to make sure he/she sees you</i>.</span> </div>
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<span style="color: #f6b26b;">Love isn't about sex.</span> </div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">Love isn't about being perfect in front of your partner</span>. </div>
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Love is about being yourself.</span> </div>
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<span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Love is about respect</span>. </div>
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<span style="color: #c27ba0;">Love is when there is many expressions to express and emotions to emote. </span></div>
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<br />So I was just thinking. The meaning of love comes from the state of someone's mind and how they think. It depends on their choice because they are their own individual and they actually can control how they feel by changing their thinking towards something.<br /><br />Cinta/Perasaan ni bukan jenis yg kita boleh buat main. Bukan untuk suka suka bagi harapan kat org lain lepastu tinggalkan dia. Bukan jenis yg kita boleh buat acuh tak acuh kesah tak kesah *it's the same kan? haha but this is about my thoughts on love. What about yours?</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-20796707258069232432013-02-10T23:06:00.001+08:002013-02-10T23:06:14.404+08:00EVERYTHING WILL BE JUST FINE<div style="text-align: center;">
I AM TRYING TO HOLD ON THESE WORDS. let see for how long. HEART, PLEASE BE STRONG. PLEASE STAY. PLEASE UNDERSTAND. PLEASE BE PATIENT. PLEASE DON'T JUMP INTO ANY CONCLUSION, ANY ASSUMPTION. I KNOW IT HURTS A LOT BUT HEART, PLEASE.... TAK LAMA. SEKEJAP JE. I PROMISE YOU HEART. BUT HEART, IF YOU CAN'T DO IT, LETS PRETEND THAT YOU CAN. WE HAVE NO CHOICE. WE HAVE TO LIVE OUR LIFE. LOVE AND BE LOVED.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-24007196316330279782013-01-11T01:19:00.003+08:002013-01-28T22:37:28.008+08:00100 days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
January 10th 2013. genap 100 hari arwah fydo and shafiq pergi tinggalkan kita semua. dorang dah makin jauh dari kita semua dah. doa je yg mampu kitorang kirim untuk korang berdua. semoga tenang dan amanlah korang berdua di sana ameen.... al Fatihah. kitorang semua rindu sangat kat korang berdua :(</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-91487616596348164182012-12-21T21:20:00.003+08:002012-12-21T21:56:02.195+08:00brother, i miss you. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
lepas subuh pagi tadi tidur (contoh tak baik haha) then mimpi hang. hang pakai baju warna biru dengan cap hang tu. happy dapat jumpa hang. tak ingat kita borak apa then i went to the toilet. keluar dari toilet je tengok hang dah takda. tetiba dapat text dari hang 'jangan sedih farah bila aku takda, aku selalu ada dengan hang' then i cried lepastu terjaga. walaupun tu semua mimpi mainan tidur, kite gembira, dapat jumpa hang, tengok hang. miss you brother.. </div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-61593017231952509022012-12-19T23:36:00.000+08:002012-12-19T23:36:27.097+08:00I'M NOT LIKE YOUthe title says it all.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-88088346194760902392012-11-21T22:02:00.001+08:002012-11-21T22:02:33.444+08:00be strong wani gedik :)haritu i got a text from wani. nak type apa yg dia tulis panjang tapi apa yg dia text tu mengisahkan yg dia tak boleh nak lupakan syauqi, dia sedih and stuffs. korang tau lah kan mcm mana perasaan org yg putus cinta? siapa yg pernah lalui mesti dia faham, siapa yg bercinta, mesti dia dapat rasa :)<br />
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kalau hati kita tak mampu nak bertahan, sedih kian merundum hati, pulang lah kita kepada yg Maha Pencipta. Dia yg mewujudkan perasaan dalam hati kita. Dia yg menentukan qada' dan qadar. mengadulah dekat Dia wani. He said <b style="font-style: italic;">'Call upon Me and i'll respond to you' . </b>minta kat Dia supaya dia dapat bagi kau kekuatan untuk hadapi semua ni :) </div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-67628592474409565592012-10-20T08:28:00.001+08:002013-01-28T22:55:24.555+08:00i'm phobia with sudden changes :'('tu lah tanda dia nak pergi, dia jauh dari hang, gaduh teruk dgn hang' he hs changed. arwah fydo. banyak perubahan dekat dia this sem. sudden changed. idk why. but now dah terjawab. so sekarang ni aku nak bagitau yg aku phobia gila dgn perubahan dekat someone tak kisah laa family ke kawan ke mirul ke. aku takut. aku macamm... entah lah. aku banyak fikir, tak tenang, risau. so, aku mintak maaf laa kat semua kalau korang terasa yg sometimes aku ni over worried ke apa. sorry sangat. bukan ada niat nak buat korang takut cuma mcm tajuk aku kat atas tu,<b> 'i'm phobia with sudden change' i love you guys. lets don't make things happen twice. as we already know, it takes time. plenty of time :'( </b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-73780157538978649142012-10-07T20:38:00.000+08:002012-10-08T12:48:33.772+08:00Shhh.... He is listening. live must go on<div style="text-align: justify;">
kaaaay, cane eh nak start? hmm semua ni memang makan masa. kalau benda ni jadi kat korang, ubatnya adalah masa, hati kena tabah, mentaliti kena kuat. so, aku pun tengah mencuba ni. susah memang susah. pedih memang pedih. perit memang perit. pahit memang pahit. but i ve got no choice. LIVE MUST GO ON. arwah yg pesan. kalini taknak sedih dah. nak gembira. tanam dalam hati, aku ada Allah, family, kawan kawan, mirul. semua nak aku happy besides, aku kehilangan rakan. lagi berat dugaan untuk family dorang. dorang kehilangan anak, adik, abg dorang. so, my sadness is nothing compared to them. dahhh! stop stop!</div>
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<span style="background-color: orange; color: #a64d79; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">SHHH..... HE IS LISTENING. ALLAH IS LISTENING. LA TAHZAN. INNALLAHAMA'ANA </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03189889457291808226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250420150733692764.post-32069124678260564912012-10-07T17:56:00.002+08:002012-10-08T02:01:55.777+08:00memory<div style="text-align: justify;">
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harini, October 7th. lepas solat subuh. lepas aku habis baca doa, aku tutup mata rapat rapat. aku teringat muka arwah. aku dengar suara arwah panggil aku 'faraah, faraahh' aku rindu dia. aku text mirul <b>'awak,kite teringat dua dua arwah. kadang kadang kite rasa yg semua ni mimpi. rasa macam dorang ada lagi' then mirul reply 'tak baby, awak yg kena kuat' pastu aku reply 'sayang, kite nak bagitau awak something tapi awak janji dgn kite yg awak tak marah' 'okay sayang' </b>then aku pun tanya<b> 'awak ingat tak duit syiling UK awak yg awak suruh kite jaga dulu? syiling tu ada kat arwah. dia amek tanpa pengetahuan kite. then dia tak sempat nak pulangkan, dia dah pergi dulu. kite taktau macam mana nak mintak kat family dia' </b>mirul reply<b> 'takpe hun, tah mana lah arwah simpan. awak pun, jangan bagi org pegang wallet awak'</b> kay, yg ni dia reply sinis. kite tak perasan bila dia amek lah sayang -.- fydo, aku rindu nak bahan style kau yg macam red indian tu, rindu nak bahan kasut kau yg macam kasut cina jual sayur tu. </div>
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the most important thing is <b>I MISS YOU, STUPID MORON BASTARD THAT ALWAYS BRAGGING ABOUT YOUR FLUENT BRITISH ACCENT AND ALWAYS BRAGGING ABOUT YOUR FAKE LIFE. </b>aku teringat bila hang call then aku malas nak dengar cerita hang and all u ll say is 'faraah, dengar laa cerita aku ni. hang ni kalau hang aku dengar je dari A-Z tapi bila aku, hang taknak dengar' haha jahat kan aku. bukan aku malas nak dengar, aku malas nak dengar kau cerita dalam loghat british hang tu -.- aku teringat yg hang suruh aku beli number dg. senang nak call, murah. aku cakap <b>'mirul pun pernah cakap pasal number dg tapi rumah kite takde line'</b> arwah kata '<b>takpe, kat uitm ni ada line. nanti kita cari phone murah utk number dg.'</b> pastu aku macam, perlu ke semua ni? -.- lama kitorang cakap pasal number dg, haritu kitorang keluar pergi vm (village mall) then ada kat tengah2 alam ni ada macam booth dg. pastu fydo ajak aku beli number tu. at the moment aku terfikir<b> 'membazir beli number ni, duit dah laa ciput ni plus, rumah aku mmg takde line'</b> then arwah tanya<b> 'cepat la pilih number farah'</b> aku fikir punya fikir last last aku ckap kat dia yg sume ni membazir then dia kata<b> 'takpe, aku belanja hang' </b>aku macam eh sanggup gila sampai nak belanja tapi aku mmg taknak. salia bought one. aku sorang je tak beli. haa masa nak balik uitm dalam kereta masa yg lain tak masuk kereta lagi, arwah marah aku <b>'kenapa hang tak amek number dg tu?. pointless tau aku beli. hang dah ckp nak pakai number dg sama sama kan? tengok tu perangai. malas la aku macam ni' </b>aku diam je lah. malas nak gaduh. biar dia cool down. balik tu dia text. still cakap pasal number dg tu. serious aku malas nak dengar dia bebel haha jahatnya akuu ........ -.- </div>
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masa dia tengah tulis tu aku terdengar something yg aku tak pernah sangka akan dengar dari dia. dalam hati aku<b> 'he s crying'</b> then aku pandang dia. yup, <b>he s crying. he s wiping his tears, holding his nose. dalam hati aku 'dia betul betul ikhlas. tapi lantak dia lah, bukannya aku ni penting sangat pun utk dia nak berubah kan? diri dia, kalau dia berubah dia berubah, kalau tak, takpe' then aku pun reply ' it s up to u'</b> lagi lah dia <b>'farah, jangan macam ni. im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry........................ :( :( banyak gila dia tulis sorry sampai penuh satu page'</b> but i just replied<b> 'as i said just now, it s up to u'</b> ya Allah kenapa lah aku kejam sangat dengan kau masa tu? aku ingat yg <b>kau selalu cakap kau sedih sebab aku ignore kau. truth be told, i don' have any intention to ignore you at all. im so sorry if u ever feel like that. i never get the chance to tell you that im not ignoring you. i never get the chance to say sorry :'(</b> </div>
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aku ingat tiap kali kita jumpa, kau mesti text <b>'im happy to see you faraa <-- without 'h' sebab kau cakap kau suka panggil aku faraa kononnya manja -.-' haha ya Allah semua pasal kau aku terimbau ni. tak tahu nak mula dari mana</b>. aku ingat masa kita gaduh masa bulan 8. tak silap aku 6/8/12. semua tu salah faham fydo. <b>kau salah faham and once again, i never get the chance to tell you the truth brother :'( im so sad bcause why do we ve to pick up the fight because of the stupid lil misunderstanding? if only u know the truth, we won't be like that and everything will be just fine</b>. tapi ramai yg cakap baru baru ni <b>'ni lah tandanya arwah nak pergi farah, arwah gaduh dengan hang, arwah taknak hang sedih. cuba bayangkan kalau arwah tak gaduh dgn hang and hang rapat dgn dia tetiba dia 'pergi' tinggalkan hang, mesti hang lagi sedih'</b> ya Allah, tiap kali bila aku teringat benda ni, sebak rasa hati ni. aku bersyukur sangat, kitorang sempat berbaik before dia pergi. even though kitorang jarang lepak sama dah lepastu aku tau yg dia happy bila dapat borak dengan aku. </div>
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aku cuba tidur tapi tak boleh. aku text mirul. mirul main game, mirul marah aku sebab aku tak sabar. ya Allah. lagi bertambah sedih. last last aku pejam mata, aku tertidur. <b>dalam pukul 4 pagi macam tu mirul call. borak punya borak tetiba mirul tanya 'fydo mcm mana tadi' SPEECHLESS then aku nangis, aku cakap 'kite taknak cerita pasal dia dah, kite sedih' pelan pelan mirul pujuk, aku pun cerita' borak punya borak, mirul dah mengantuk then dia tidur</b>. aku tak boleh tidur dah. aku rasa macam arwah ada dekat dengan aku. aku terasa sangat. then aku turun katil bawah, aku duduk kat katil miza. aku menangis. sebak sangat. <b>tak percaya yg fydo dah takde, shafiq dah takde. atin terjaga 'ain kenapa?' aku dengan teresak esak jawab 'sebak. sedih sangat, teringat arwah'</b> </div>
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dalam pukul 6 am aku tertidur jugak. pagi tu final exam bel 260. start je exam, apa yg aku baca semua tak masuk dalam kepala aku. aku baca banyak kali tak boleh jugak. i keep thinking about him. <b>'tak boleh macam ni. aku kena jawab jugak exam ni. aku kena usaha jugak. fydo mesti nak tengok aku berjaya' dalam hati.</b> dulu arwah pernah cakap<b> 'tu laa hang, main main lagi. kalau hang tak main main last sem, semua class hang sama dengan aku. boleh lepak sama. aku pun boleh kacau hang. this sem hang buat betul betul, nanti next sem semua class hang sama dengan aku'</b> aku terus start highlight mana isi penting apa semua then baru lah aku faham essay tu pasal apa. habis bahagian reading, <b>aku jawab bahagian essay pulak. kalini, air mata aku terus gugur. aku teringat sangat dekat arwah. selalunya kalau aku ada salah grammar ke spelling even pronunciation aku salah, mesti dia pulun bahan aku. padahal salah sikit je. 'YOU SUCK FYDO' aku selalu cakap kat dia mcm ni bila dia bahan aku. sedihnyaaa :'( </b>aku terus stop buat essay, aku nangis je dulu. then aku lap air mata, <b>gain strength bila teringat ibu ayah, teringat dia. aku terus buat essay. aku keluar exam awal.</b> </div>
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habis exam, kitorang gerak pergi kubur arwah. ya Allah, sebak sangat. aku duduk tepi kubur dia aku cakap <b>'fydo, kau elok elok kat sana, kitorang kat sini insyaAllah doakan kau selalu and one more thing, i ll be missing you always'</b> then kitorang terus gerak pergi rumah dia. sampai je rumah dia kitorang salam kak imah, parents dia. then siapa tah tersebut nama fydo tetiba ayah dia<b> 'bukan firdaus lah. Allahyarham firdaus.' kitorang macam 'eh biar betul ayah dia ni' kitorang pulak yg sentap -.-</b> lepastu kitorang jumpa arwah fydo punya <b>precious kid. guess who? he s MIKA ILMAN. fydo's nephew yg paling comel sekali.</b> tengok dia, kitorang teringat arwah sebab fydo sayang sangat kat mika. sikit sikit update pasal mika. then kitorang pun amek gambar dengan dia. pastu kitorang nak balik ni. ayah dia suruh lunch sekali tapi kitorang taknak sebab segan ah dengan family dia yg lain. boleh pulak ayah dia cakap <b>'makan lah, sedih arwah firdaus kalau dia tengok kawan kawan dia datang rumah dia lepastu tak makan' lepastu apa lagi, semua amek pinggan senduk nasi -.-</b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">at this time i was like what? ya Allah biar betul :'( sejuk tangan kaki aku semua, jantung berdegup laju. <b>dalam hati 'ya Allah jangan kau tarik nyawa mereka. biar lah dorang cedera tapi jangan Kau tarik nyawa dorang.</b> then i call salia bgtau dia yg benda ni betul. then salia kata siap cepat, ate dgn khairul amek kereta gerak pergi hospital terus. im speechless. aku pergi toilet, basuh muka. air mata mencurah curah jatuh. teringat muka fydo, shafiq :'( then we headed to hospital sultan abd halim. sampai sampai je kak imah (kakak fydo) nampak salia then <b>dia cakap firdaus dah takde</b>. ya Allah :'( aku tahan je air mata <b>'takpe farah, sabar, kau tak tengok dia lagi. dia mesti okay punya, dia kan cekap bab bab drive ni. he ll be fine'</b> aku sedapkan hati. tunggu punya tunggu, nampak mak dia. menangis. aku peluk dia. sedih aku tengok mak dia. dia anak kesayangan family dia. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">org first sekali yg aku bagitau iya (adik aku) as expected adik aku pun speechless. dulu whenever fydo call me, dia mesti cuba nak buat adik aku irritate dengan dia with his british accent. at that moment i cried. i cried so loud. iya cakap </span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">'sabar kak yong, org pun sedih sangat even tak pernah jumpa dia. org tau fydo rapat dengan kau. kau sabar okay'</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> then i hung up the call. aku nampak mdm ilee (lecturer bel kitorang sem lepas) dia nampak aku, dia usap kepala aku. dia senyum 'sabar farah'. mdm tahu aku mmg rapat dengan dia. dekat class bel, fydo aku salia and meor selalu kena attack dgn dia. tak lama lepastu pengurusan jenazah semua dah selesai. kitorang boleh tengok jenazah. masa tu aku tak sanggup nak masuk tengok jenazah dia. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">salia cakap </span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">'farah, bila lagi kau nak tengok dia, kau kena sabar. nanti kau terkilan tak dapat tengok dia' dia genggam tangan aku</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. then aku pun pergi laa tengok. </span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">SPEECHLES again. bibir dia pecah bahagian dalam, badan dia dah berkafan</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. salia terus peluk aku. aku tak sanggup. salia ajak aku keluar. aku tak sanggup nak tengok muka shafiq pulak. otw keluar tu didie panggil aku then aku tak boleh control diri aku marah dia</span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> 'kenapa didie ajak dorang makan kat luar harini? kenapa didie tak boleh duduk je kat dalam uitm ni masa final exam? kalau didie tak ajak dorang makan kat luar, semua ni tak jadi tau tak?'</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> aku jerit. masatu org semua takde, dorang kat dalam tengok jenazah. didie speechless. dia nangis je. dalam hati aku </span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">'apa aku dah buat ni, semua ni takdir farah. kau tak boleh salahkan didie. sabar, semua org sedih'</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> terimbau semua kenangan dgn dia. yg paling buat aku sedih, aku terbayang </span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">'macam mana lah keadaan dia masa accident tu. apa yg dia rasa, apa yg dia ingat' fikir pasal semua tu buat aku lagi sedih. 'fydo. im so sorry for making u feel neglected all this time' teringat dia selalu cakap 'hang selalu abaikan aku, hang tak pernah nak cerita kat aku pasal runningman. semua hang cerita dekat ate then hang biar je aku sorang sorang. im hoping yg hang akan cakap dengan aku tapi tak, hang biarkan aku'</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> masa tu Allah je tahu perasaan aku. aku dengar suara dia. aku dengar semua yg dia pernah cakap dekat aku selama ni. tak lama lepastu jenazah boleh dbawa pulang ke rumah masing masing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">kitorang terus gerak pergi rumah arwah. sampai je kat rumah dia, aku nampak sekujur badan terbaring kaku kat atas katil. i try to calm myself. aku taknak menangis. lepatu kitorang baca yasin utk arwah. before balik </span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">khairul tanya 'korang, aku nak cium fydo. boleh tak?' sebak aku dengar. 'pergilah, kitorang teman'</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> then masa khairul nak cium fydo, aku tengok je muka dia. pucat. aku tengok mata dia, tertutup rapat. </span><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">dalam hati 'fydo, bangun lah, bukak mata kau. jangan la buat macam ni' aku harap sangat semua ni prank, semua ni mimpi. tapi apakan daya, kebenaran memang pahit.</b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> lepastu kitorang pun balik. </span></div>
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