because that was how I ended up crying.

I made a phonecall today;

"Hello,"

"Hello... Amalin Sofia ada?"

"Che Hani! Nak datang ambik adek ke?"

"Erkkk takkk.. Che Hani kejela sayang..."

"Keje kat mane?"

"Kat Kuantan..."

"Kuantan kat mane?"

"Kat rumah Ayah Jay ngan Umi Ty..."

"Jauhnyaaa..."

"Adik kat mane ni?"

"Huh. Kat Rumah Tok Ma!"

"Tipu! Adik kat rumah dengan Atok kan?"

"Takla! Kat rumah Tokma dengan Tokma la. Jauhhhhhhh sangat!"

"Haha ye la tu!"

"Bile Che Hani nak bawak Adik jalan-jalan?"

"Nantila, Che Hani balik, kita pergi jalan, ok?"

"Uh, takmolah. Nanti Che Hani bohong lagi!"

Klik.

I miss you too budak comot it is even hard for me to breath to say it.