"bella, da tak contact ngan firdaus lagi?"

mum kept questioning that despite knowing that it is over. although it's irritating, it do paused me for a moment to think about you. and then i'll begin to have the thought of wanting you back. and then my mind go haywire. perhaps, i would really appreciate if we could set a date and have a coffee-talk one day. wouldn't that be great? i hope so too. imyl.