Chapter 18 .




Hello and Assalamualaikum .

Hmm , Mum going out again . this is such a a waste and boring school breaks . the fuck ? . my mum leave us with maybe 20 ringgit ? you guys tell me how im gonna survive ? okay lol , thats okay . mum already cooked before she leave us . me and my sisters just sitting anywhere and stared at each other . the hell ?

i planned to play badminton this evening but you know , i rarely go out there and be an active young girl . i never go out there and play with my friends . i dont have friends at here . they're so far from me . Ainaa , Afinaa , Farisha and others live at Kampung Idaman . so , i dont have friends to play with , maybe with my imaginary friend ? yeah , when i was a little kid , i used to talked all by myself , i talked alone while eveybody busy with their worked . i had my imaginary friend . named Anif . i only remember this one . i used to play with him . LOL

Anif is my friend . he loves to play with me . and then when im 8 years old . he says goodbye and leave me . actually , when im with my imaginary friend . everythings around me changed so fast . and when Anif leave me , my mind turned upside down and i forget everything bout Anif the imaginary friend . and everything came back to me when my sisters tell me about their childhood time . that was cute . we grew so fast . sometimes , i wanna go back to my kindergarten life , primary school . i miss my primary school friends .

Thanks to my teacher cause give a school which got no boys . i've been bullied by a boys when im in 2 and  4 grader . i did'nt tell my mum . because i was afraid if they blackmailed me . the pull my hair . they slap me and they have stole my school stuff . sometimes girls joined them too . my eyes were swollen cause im crying and crying . when the pendidikan jasmani time , no one with me . i dont have many friends . i meant not at all . they stole my hair band . that time my hair was so fuckin' long . so , when they stole , my teacher scolded me . they took it from me and im the one who been scolded by displin teacher ? the fuck man ?


and when school celebrate hari kanak kanak , i wore a makeup . and i borrowed my best friend's blusher . this one girl came to me and said "do you want me to help you wearing that ?" i just noded and i let her blush me . and when i came out from the class . everybody laughing at me . i'm crying , i washed my face in the toilet . i dont want to go out . my bestfriend came to me . she hugs me . "dont worry umi , you got me . you looked pretty beb . dont worry ." ohmy , my true friend . Faezani Fitriah . i love you so much . we hugs each other .

when im 12 , this is the best year ever . like this world is mine . i owned this year , baby ! the hell ?
i have Faezani Fitriah with me , Nur Amira Sofea new bff . we're so closed . everywhere i went there always Faezani and Sofea . and i got new friend too , Mohd Azfar Haris . like seriously , he is a gangster . Puan Siti Hajar changed his place and told him to sit next to him . Ya Allah , there are so many problems with him . firstly , everyday he bought a things . that are so dangerouse and could kill me . he bought a knife , a hammer .
those are his favorite things . but he wont kill me . but HE TOOK A GOOD CARE OF ME ! he said that im his first girl bestfriend that he ever had . i was happy to heard that .

when  some bajet hot girls bullied me , i was crying that time and he came to me and sit next to me . "Umi , asal kau nangis ?" he said . i looked at him , and said "kau tengok tu , diorang buat aku . dorang buli aku tahu tak ? aku sedih . dah lah Faezani and Sofea tak datang . kalau tidak aku ade back up lah ." he woke up and go to the girls who bullied me ."KAU , KALAU KAU BUAT LAGI . SIAP KAU . AKU CAMPAK KAU KAT BAWAH . KAU JANGAN INGAT DIA TAK CANTIK , KORANG BOLEH BULI DIA . LANGKAH MAYAT AKU DULU LAH WEH . ! " Ya Allah , that time i felt protactive . like seriously . he took care of me . if someone cari gaduh with me , he saved me from that . and that time hmm , everybody in school had gossip bout us . i was so ashamed . he understood me , i tell everything and express everything to him and like i said , he understood me . he knew that im not good in math , and sometime he taught me and okay fine i gave him to cheated my english paper . and so on . i love you Azfar Haris . thank you for saving me , protect me . taught me to be a ganster . haha .

thank you , and i love my prmary school friends !