I've decided that I will keep it like this. Even if I re-tie it, no one would b able to wear it, or at least I won't let them. I will even leave the hair in it. May all the good memories I shared with her be remembered forever. Terima kasih, nenek.
ubat kepada perpisahan adalah masa. esok 19 ramadhan , genap setahun ayah akak meninggal dunia. not only memory that i face but responsibilities as the oldest. yes i keep his kopiah and 1 of his shirt yg masih x basuh. i know the feel of missing... dan sekali lag jiwa ini bertarung utk tdk menangis depan ibu di mlm syawal. sedekah fatihah byk2..jaja pada arwah nenek itulah buahtangan utk dia yg paling bernilai
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ubat kepada perpisahan adalah masa.
esok 19 ramadhan , genap setahun ayah akak meninggal dunia. not only memory that i face but responsibilities as the oldest. yes i keep his kopiah and 1 of his shirt yg masih x basuh. i know the feel of missing... dan sekali lag jiwa ini bertarung utk tdk menangis depan ibu di mlm syawal.
sedekah fatihah byk2..jaja pada arwah nenek itulah buahtangan utk dia yg paling bernilai
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