Every time teringat TokMan,
The sadness is unbearable.
Then I realised,

I lost a grandfather,
but Abah lost his father.

But syukur,
I was there,
Beside him.
Until his last breath.
I saw he died.
With my own eyes.
The moment I touched him,
The coldness.
The sadness.

I miss you TokMan.
7 months already.

Will be my first Raya ever without TokMan.
And his pink sampul raya.
And no one gonna called me Farr like you did Tok.

I miss you so much.
Al Fatihah.




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