her name is azwa.

she was my class assistant. she was a friend who accompany me to any PRS events, even it was bored and lame. she was a heroin to save me when we hiking Gunung Ledang. she was the one who let me to lend her clothes when i was too lazy-bum to back to my room, to get my things. she is more than a friend, a company.


i still remember, on the day i wanted to take SPM results at my beloved school, SMA Persekutuan Labu, i went there with my parents, and one of my bestfriend, azwa. the night before we got results, she stayed at my home. she slept with me, where i couldn't sleep, and around 3a.m i woke up,and azwa also woke up, asked whats wrong with me. she comforted me. the next day, before we went to school, we read yasin together and pray to god with full of heart, may allah bless us and our results. and alhamdulillah, both of us, got excellent results.


when it comes to the time we had to apply the JPA scholarship, we decided to choose the same course= science, and same place for interview-keluang, johor. i was planning to have a nice holiday at her hometown. but unfortunately, just me got the interview. but guess what? she was happy for me, and asked me to stay at her house. she accompanied me to the interview. along the journey to the place of interview, she gave me a lot of spirit, and made sure i ready. she even ran with me in the rain to chase after the bus, after the interview!


azwa, do you know what? even after millions year, i can't repay back your kindness. your place in my heart, nobody can take it over :)

happy birthday, azwa bt rahmat! 

sweet 19, have a blast day.

p.s-i love you, azwa. kfc nak?