Harlo,
I didn't sleep well last night because I had a terrible stomachache. Gila ah. Plus, Emir can't accompany me because he didn't have credit to call me. Argh. So this morning, I went to the nearby clinic.
Doctor : So Atikah what's wrong with you?
Me : (Silence for a few seconds) Sakit perut
Doctor : Sakit perut macam mana?
Me : Muntah
Doctor : Okay. Since when?
Me : (sigh) Last night
Doctor : Okay. I will give you .... blah blah blah
I don't know why it was so hard for me to open my mouth. And I saw a cute baby girl. Oh Coach, so cute :')
Next, is for Emir. Emir, I love you so much. But I don't know why I don't trust you. I'm too afraid of losing you. I can't imagine my life without you. You always there when I need you. You're different. You complete me. Only Allah knows how deep my love for you. Tsk promise me that we won't fight anymore.
Barlo
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