3.00 a.m story

We talked last night at around 3.30 a.m
I called him twice before, he didnt pick up (the second time I called, its a girl that picked up, saying that he's in toilet ; BULLSHIT)
I called Biha, told her I'm going today and that I love her so much (we was a bestfriend) and I asked her to tell him that I'm going and if theres something ever happen to me, I want him to know that ILYSM.
Later on, he called me. But I didnt heard the phone rang because I was downstairs, updating my blog.
I went up, and I saw miscalled from him. I called him back.
And we talk. After almost a month, we talked.
He sounded happy, I guess he must be happy knowing that I'm going.
He knows my intention of going there (Biha told him, thanx babe) but he asked me what I wanted to say and I told him theres nothing to be said, he already know right.
He told me to take care of myself. If theres something that he needs to know, then let him know.
FAKAP. Theres nothing you need to know anymore you jackass, except when I'm dying then I hope you know and you will regret because you leave me dying all alone .

I'll be flying off tonight and I'm feeling numb. Its not that I'm not excited at all. I am excited. really do but theres this feeling in my heart. I dont know what it is. Scared maybe. or worried or scared. yes. maybe I'm scared.

10 days. only 10 days. owh. I wished I can stay there forever. Not coming back here. But I cant, i wont leave my families because of him. Its not worth it.Right?

*sigh* *loong sigh*

Pray for my safety.
Dear GOD, protect me from unwanted situation. Amen