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Monday 21 November 2011

Forecast For today..

Assalamualaikum W.B.T

Dears diary,
  Masa ni saya berasa takut sangat. Nak tahu kenapa? My father-in-law know everything about me. He know everything about me. So scared. Ya Allah, how you make my life like this. Life full of scary things. Everthing is scary. Even I go out with my friends,his spy sent the information to my father-in-law. 
  Entahlah, apa nak jadi sekarang. Saya rasa diperhatikan gerak-geri di luar rumah. Perkara macam ni membuatkan jantung saya berdegup dengan kencang. Nampaknya, abi future husband saya nak saya berkelakuan baik. Seharusnya saya duduk di rumah dan menelaah pelajaran berbanding berada di luar rumah. Cukup menakutkan. MasyaAllah, nak buat aktiviti macam biasa pun saya takut. Hanya bila waktu tertentu sajalah saya keluar dari rumah. 
  Betul apa yang di katakan Abang Mai, even kita happy bagai nak rak pun, kalau orang pandai tengok mata kita yang tengah bergelora, kantoilah kita. Susah nak sorokan perasaan ni. Even my umi know about that pun tak cakap yang saya di ekori.
  Patutlah, time taken paper Agama Islam pagi tadi hati ini rasa lain macam je. I needs changes my self right now. I don't lie with my self anymore. I needs trust my self for now and everyday. I now that my father-in-law got the information from someone that I don't know. You so briliant my father. I know what you needs from me. I promise that not being like this anymore. I love your son more than everything. Until the end of my life.
  Right now, no one know that I got huge problem with my self. I'm struggle to breath right now. Because I needs helps my fiance face this world. I needs him. The way that I love you, Al Tarmizi Ali Imran. I can't kill you my dears. But you can kill me slowly without you know. If you want to know, Abang Mai always protect me from being hurt by someone that needs me die, my love. Don't hate him like that my father-in-law and my future husband. No one in my heart except you.

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