So last night was the last night to meet Dean
And I cried like a baby!

We did our final shopping. Awak bought me purple roses thank you.
He made me wear poncho and made fun of me the whole day, for the last time.
Awak came over my place to help me tidy our room -for the last time.
He wrapped newspaper at our cupboard, nag endlessly at the way I fold clothes. And warn me to wash our towels before he use it, he claims he will knew if I tricked him.
I FART AT HIM AND IT BLOODY STINK FOR THE FIRST TIME (OPS) –FOR OUR LAST NIGHT (my gift to him haha)
He wrote final reminder on what to pack for our honeymoon. Swallow the final ice coffee I made (without asking me to add more sugar).
Laughed at my mum lame jokes.
Watched TV with me. Tickled me many many.


When I sent him off at my door, when he start making his usual peek-a-boo goodbye stucked out his short tongue at me.
That moment, was the last. The last I see him as my friend, my best friend. My partner my fiancé, my boy friend. My lover, my everything.
The last time.

Then flashback of these 6 yrs we shared emerged from his eyes. I saw us in our happiest times our LAMEST times our darkest moment. He was always there for me, and as I SALAM him for the last time, I looked up him and time really really stood still for the longest time then I dunno why but I said the next time I SALAM you will be at the pelamin and when I look up, you will be my husband..

It was so hard to close the door that night, I kept peeking at him. Then I start giggling like hell, but I dunno why tears kept dropping down. Is this tears of joy? I dunno..
I kept thinking of OUR FRIENDSHIP for the past 6 yrs.







So 1 more month..