I just signed in my fb account. And i saw one of my fren updated her status saying "big gurls dun cry... ermm". Suddenly sy terdiam. My eyes are getting wet. And still on. Me and my fren slalu guna ayat ni satu ketika dulu. I really miss her so much. Dulu there used to be three of us. Azyyah, fetty and me. Berkenalan selama setahun during matriculation course. But walopun setahun je, we were so closed mcm adik bradik. Sharing laugh and tears. Sharing the same interest. Sharing our big dreams. Sharing meals. Sharing makeup. And we also did shared our clothes and shoes too. Fetty was really manja and sensitip. Sgt berbeza compared to azzyah n me yg lebih independent. I was more like an eldest sis walopun azyyah is actually the eldest. I was the one who owez be wif them to comfort. Lend my ears and shoulder. I remember one time tu fetty merajuk cos die rasa sy asek lpk n lebihkan azyyah drpd die. She cried. Lama jugak die merajuk masa tuh, almost two weeks kot menjauhkan diri, but we managed to settle. I miss the moment when three of us sit together and talk n talk n talk kdg2 tu dr mlm smpai ke pagi. This Ramadhan remind me of our sahur back in langkawi. Memandangkan sy adalah org yg sgt xsuka selekeh, so of course la i must wear proper attire walopun nak g sahur kat cafe kat tepi blok je. But being her, dgn selambanye pakai baju kelawar or kain batik turun makan, wif ramai jejaka2 tgh sibok melantak di cafe. Siap ade few org yg igt die adalah makcik pekerja kantin. But being her, maintain cool je. Lepas setle mkn, balik bilik mmg gelak guling2 mcm nk roboh bilik. Nyesal jap.. Tp dlm nyesal2 tu, 8 9 kali gakla turun sahur pakai baju tdo je. Ngekngok btol. Usually after klas ptg kitorg sebilik akan kuar jln2 ke pantai cenang saje jalan2 d tepi pantai and bercandaan mencuci mata. Kalau tak g tepi pantai, kitorg akn ke padang maksirat tuk jln2 cari mkn. Xpun g berjalanan or berjogingan d Langkawi Lagoon Resort. Wiken plak adalah time tuk melancong pusing2 langkawi or picnic time (selain balik kpg la..) Hoorey! Seriously i miss the moment. Bayangkan selama setahun kat matrik tu, i have 15 albums beso of our memories. Banyak kan! After a year, masing2 meneruskan kehidupan pelajar d tmpt baru. Azyyah di bangi, fetty di skudai and me at serdang. Azyyah n me of course la slalu je lepaking sama2 cos sgt dekat kan. Ukm adalah rumah keduaku n uniten adalah rumah keduanya =) Tp fetty pun kerap gak nek bus ke kajang n lepak wif us either at azyyah's or mine. After few semesters something happened to her, and we lost contact. Mula2 kejap on n off. Tp suddenly she dissapeared at all. No news. No hint. No track. Nothing at all. We tried to call her sis, tp number tu dah 3thn and dah xde dllm perkhidmatan. Tried to call her dad, tp xberjaya gak. The last time we had a talk was last 3years and she was at bukit beruntung. Everytime azyyah and me discuss about her, i felt so sad. Sgt sedih. I miss her so much. To my dear fetty, we dun have any idea of where you are. But we want you to know that we both miss u so much. Whenever we had a chance to talk, u r owez be inside our chat. Whatever things you did in your previous life, we never put the blame on you. We are not only fren my dear, but we are family. Did you know azyyah is married? Did you remember we promised to share the great moment together? We looked for you tp xberjaya. We always hope to see you again. We always hope to get together again. We do miss u a lot my dear. Whenever place you live, whatever thing you did, we owez pray for your happiness. All the best to you and may God bless you. I miss you..