He came to my house today, to drop an invitation.
Rash, we started talking again mid last month. Strange, everyone has been looking for me when I'm actually just sitting here being all fat.
Last time we talked was 2009, a year after I graduated highschool. We dated back when I was 17, I moved from Shahbandar to Sri Istana, and he was my only boyfriend back then. The relationship only lasted for 3 months+. After I found out he flirt with a junior.
Anyway, when he texted me last month, as usual the first question that came out was "Mana you menghilang? Sihat?".
I don't know myself.
When he stopped by just now, we had a long conversation. I cried once, just cause he asked me how's my boyfriend been. I miss talking to him, we used to talk like bestfriends back in school. He always know what to say, he knows how to comfort me.
And just now would be our last conversation, he's marrying someone next Sunday.
I couldn't be more happier. He was a really nice guy, soft spoken, the girl is very lucky to have a guy like him.
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