Dearest, loveliest; Kakak,

I still remember how Ibu will keep us apart whenever we solat. Because she knows we'll start talking, and laughing. I still remember how you'll sneeze out of the blue in the midst of our solat and I'll start giggling like crazy, and we'll just burst into guffaws of laughter. I still remember how we'll have a game of scissors paper & stone just to decide who'll wash the dishes after dinner. I still remember how we'll sneak out of the house at 1/2am just to buy a miserable cup of ice lemon tea and 711. I still remember how we'll want to play badminton so badly but end up napping instead. I still remember how you'll never fail to come into my room and mess up my bed just to irritate the hell out of me. I am glad you finally opened up to me. As much as I am not there for you physically, you will never and have never left my mind. It took 5months or so for you to actually break down and let everything out. I've always known how difficult it is for you. But being the most stubborn person in the family, (and never failing to live up to your title) you chose to suppress your emotions. I may be the busybody amongst the 3, but I guess that's why I'm so useful too. I love you okay, and this you must never forget. Even if you get married and have 16 children and move to some village in ulu India. Hahaha I can't wait to see you in Dec. ♥ *hugs*

Break fast at aunt's today.

ps: I know I'm ready. I just don't know why I don't have the guts to commit.