Pink Ribbon
Assalamualaikum, This is a sad post. If you do not wish to be sad, do stop reading. If you are curious, go on. Continue reading. Imagine you just met someone and about a week later, she suddenly die. No signs of sickness, no signs of weakness, she just died. And you remember every single bit of the last moments you were with that person. Every little thing that she did, every single word she said to you, her mannerisms, her laugh, her smile. Everything. "Angah, nanti balik kampung amik jus delima Mak La. Mak La dah tak boleh minum sebab tengah buat chemo. Jus tu bagus, Alos dah minum." Then, she said this to an acquaintance sitting next to her, "Dr cakap, dengan keadaan aku sekarang ni kena banyak sedekah." and even after she died, I have not taken the juice yet. My mom told me yesterday that the bottle of juices were already packed in plastics, waiting to be taken by me. The fact she was so persistent asking me to go back to my hometown ...