We grew up together. All 7 us. Kak Jiyah, Kak Aida, Nana, Shafi'e, Adi, Kila and Iskandar. We grew up real close. We were all
7 stucked like a
chicks in the farm, waddling all in one group. Especially us 5 younger ones. Sleepovers, playground times, games, fights and precious childhood of ours.
Where were would sleep till late nights with
sega at that time,
rollerblading,
bicycle,
swimming. Whatever you name them.
Family picnics what we love the best.
Somersualts in the salting sea.
Human burial in the sorching sun where we all get sun burnt and get scolded with our parents.
Till then we grew up and those died down a lil. Got busy with our lives, one by one got distant. Family gatherings all we have to meet up.
Till this one recent tragic. Shafi'e, why you?
We grew up together. Don't leave us now. We've yet to enjoy adulthood together, awaiting who to make the next big step to marriage. Kak Aida's the married one with kids. Who's next on the line? We've got loads to share and experience.
Please be strong, fight this with us. Your talkative mom has bcome so silent. She hugs us for comfort, but she hides it. I see her tears makes me cry, I see you with those tubes, makes me cry. I'll always pray for your speedy recovery.
We still wanna make that special banner for you. We wanna see you walk back again, smile and laugh with us.
We all love you.