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I miss them. I miss those memories with Kak Piah, Ida and Rachel. Moments of struggling to win the battle, struggling to get rid from those bitchy women trying to pretend they were nice and struggling to be patience. I cried when we were hugging each other and when those "Goodbye" words were coming out from our mouth. Guys, I'm going to miss you. Hope you too.
And I miss Terengganu. I miss that sandy beaches. I miss my house. I miss everything.
And I miss Terengganu. I miss that sandy beaches. I miss my house. I miss everything.
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