For some strange reasons, I miss Sg. Petani. Is it because of the warm people or is it because of its serenity? Is it because of the good food or is it because of the picturesque beauty? Or is it because I miss that girl with the curly hair and sweet smile?
Late yesterday evening, Nadira waved us goodbye from the door of her new flat at AIMST. She looked happy and I was glad she has finally settled down at the new place.
I was doing pretty well when I left her at the door, but the moment I walked away, right on the 3rd floor of the 5-storey apartment, I broke down and cry. My husband held me in his arms and told me not to cry. He held my hand tightly as we walked down to the car.
Tears were streaming down my cheeks uncontrollably as I thought of the good times we've had together, laughing and doing many silly things at home. Ahh… goodbye is such a hard thing to do! I’m never good at it.
So goodbye Nadira, you shall be missed by everyone at home. Take care of yourself and here’s hoping you’ll have the best of times with your new friends and place. Kalau makan banana leaf rice, ingat we all kat sini, ok?