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Hey bike, you're veryvery bad.
Sunday, May 03, 2009

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Muhammad Firdaus met with an accident last Saturday morning. He got scars on his back, arm and he hurt both of his legs. He said his bike is a total damage.

I'm mad yet worried. I try not to sound as mad as I am. I feel like telling him harsh words but I told him, "See! I ask you to take care of yourself kan? See what happen", instead. Cause if he don't love himself, I do.

Night before, we planned to meet and watch Jangan Tegur on Saturday night after he visit his nenek. So since he's unwell, I thought I'd like him to stay home and have a very good rest.

But we did meet instead and continue with our plan. I really adore Muhammad's Firdaus sacrifisation this time. With him limping by my side, I told him he really look like pakcik2 tua. Aside from that, he's still the most cutest and the most adorable person I love.

Muhammad Firdaus was my fragile thing, last night. Therefore I couldn't hit his back, pinch his arm, elbow-ing his thighs like how I did everytime I meet him. I couldn't even lay my hand or even my head on him. And I even try staying some inch away from him so I won't hit his hurting part. (I learnt my lesson after I accidentally hit him...twice. Hehe!)

I care for him like I've never care for anyone before. Even my teddy bears were brutally hugged and slammed by me.

Muhammad Firdaus even gone for a long walk with me just to follow my tastebud for a place to eat.

After everything, I thought I'd like him to go home straight. I also thought of sending him home. But he sent me to my doorstep instead.

Look here baby. This tiny little
things which to you was
nothing
and was a common
thing, to
me it's still something
you've
sacrifised. If you don't
see
the sacrifisation you've
made,
take a good look at
yourself and ask.
Can you
walk like how you
would
normally walk? Do you
feel
the pain from each step
that
you take? Up and down
the
stairs?


Now that you've promised
me twice that you won't ride
your bike from 3am to 6am
again,
be the best man of my
life
and keep your promises.

Muhammad Firdaus. I love you. Very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very much.

Exposed and you're my weakness.