Sisterhood .

I miss the old sisterhood. Between me, Aqilah and Ruhaida. Of course, other sisters are not excepted. The old fierce Najwa, the loveliest Ruhaizan, the youngest Intan. I was not so close with Ainul because I never met her up. She lives somewhere at Malacca, stay with my birth-father's family. And it's a big hope if I can meet all of them. Strive to find some ways. Tiada terkecuali. Hurm.

Sometimes I was trying to fight a faith, I'm trying to question myself, why we should split our growing moment together while we're in kid? Frankly, I am not a rebel. I will not left the families that feed me everyday a better life. If I got an intention, I might out my mind. Because I'm not a rebel kid previously. Papa dengan mama didik aku dengan sempurna, never lack and over-indulged myself with what I want to! Walaupun serba sederhana, I must praise to Him because this is my faith. Not a worst faith, but a better faith, indeed.

For currently, I was thinking about Ida's. What are crossing her mind sampai mengasingkan diri sampai tak bagi khabar berita. Did she knew yang dia memilih jalan yang lebih baik untuk dia? If I'm being arrogantly in my speak previously, I scold her with some harsh words. I judged her too early. I just want to ask apologize to her, front to front. face to face. If I'm doing that for bringing her down and niat memperkecilkan dia, blantantly wrong. That is contrary from my thought about her.

From left: Aqilah, me and Ida

I hope she doing okay. I hope if that's the best for her, she will lives happily, ever. Like no one never exist to born like her.

Tears and Loves,

Mazrin Mhd