March 25th: I cried.

Tadi tepat pukul 12 am call mak sebab rasa mak orang pertama yang patut diucapkan terima kasih pada hari lahir.
Shakila: "Mak, buat apa?"
Mak: "Mak tengah tido."
Shakila: "Hehe. Maap lela call malam2 gini. Mak... Terima kasih sebab lahirkan lela ke dunia ni. Sebab jaga lela, bagi makan pakai dari kecik sampai sekarang."
*mata dah mula berair*
Mak: "Selamat hari jadi, moga panjang umo, murah rezeki, pandai."
Shakila: " Terima kasih mak..." *tsk tsk*
Mak: "Eh, tapi hang lahir pukul 4. Belum hari jadi lagi."
Shakila. "Hehe. tima kasih makk."

PAstu masuk bilik, dengan poker face.
Duduk bersandar kat loker.
Kat sebelah ada Farzana.
Tiba-tiba Syaza buka recording beatboxing happy birthday yang aku pernah nyanyi.
At that moment, I knew that dia memang ingat. Cara dia halus, tapi orang tak perasan.
Aku pulak act macam Syaza saja kenakan aku. hehe
*masa tu dah rasa terharu*

Tiba-tiba, Syaza wish, "Shaki, happy birthday." *monotone voice*
And then, the whole people in the room sang,
"Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to shaki~ Happy birthday to you~!"

All of sudden, I cried. And nangis yang agak teruk, sampai tak angkat mula.
Nangis kegembiraan + terharu.

Tak tau kenapa nangis.
I couldn't stop.

Mungkin sebab terlalu banyak perkara yang difikirkan.
Sampai rasa takut nak hadapi 25 Mac 2015.

Terima Kasih Semua. Just know that all those tears were really meant to flow down the face deeply from the bottom of my heart.
I Love You,
Those that cheer me up when I was down,
Those that bear with my weirdness
Those that listen to my stories.

I love you people. :')

And thanks to Law D people for the beautiful + cute + overwhelming wishes from the whatsapp group. Thank you. <3