So, I suddenly remember about mek yam.
She is my special someone, that I known for a real long time. I grow up with her up until 2017. Her health deteriorate so much in the few last months of her life but the ignorance me, doesn't go home and not even calling to ask about her. The few last days before her final departure, she kept asking about everyone. Where is long? Where is **? My family never relay it to me to makes me feel less worry.
I got a phone call from my brother. I remember he cried while saying the words "mek yam dah takde". I couldn't understand, he need to repeat it thrice and the world feels like falling apart. How unfair is that? How can you go before I apologise for everything that I did? How can you go before I hug you? How can you go before I give you a bath and comb your hair?
I grow up with her. I sleep with her... and now, her room became my room. I carry my guilty feeling and my sin towards her as my forever burden. As long as I live, I won't forget about her and all my wrongdoings. She left me without giving me opportunity to apologise. Maybe because it meant to be. Bad people shouldn' be forgiven.
To my forever mek yam,
May Allah swt forgive all of your sin, may your grave be as large as the eyes can see and as bright as this world can be, may you feels peaceful and happy in the eternal world. May Allah let my mek yam know that I love her soooooo much because I never say it to her and may she knows I regret all the bad things I did to her.
May mek yam be happy forever, out of this cruel world. Amin ya Rabb.
From your beloved ex-roommate, who has been with you for 24 years 🖤🖤
