One day at Pasar Tani Wakaf Che Yeh, me and mommy were walking down the clothing isle. A family led by a familiar-looking lady walked towards us. I stared at her. She smiled.
"Urm, muka macam kenal.." I tentatively muttered as I passed her by.
"Ha'ah." Her answer came as a surprise to me; I didn't expect her to reply. "Junior."
Say what? I turned around.
"Atiqah kan?"
"Aha.." Oh God, please don't say I've forgotten my seniors already! "Maaf, saya tak ingat."
"Ni Kak XXXXX, tahun 3." She smiled. Her family crooked smiles, too.
"Oh." Oh God.
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And you wondered why this happened.
1 comment:
aha.
we take what we give. :)
give then we'll receive.
oh. healing...
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