Ammar went to Cairo on Monday and for some reason I’m or or rather I’ve been putting off writing this post.
Ok maybe it’s cuz I haven’t blogged in such a long time. Heh.
Ammar’s e same age as Fadli, whom we all know is a big brat to me. True story.
Growing up I remembered Ammar as the one who loves to bite others! I swear! Mak can still recall how he bites Edat till there’s a mark. No kidding.
He’s a very patient person. Ok first let me upload all the pics I have of Ammar on my phone.
We’ve known that Ammar is gg for awhile but to actually realize that he’s going on that day itself is just heart wrenching.
It all started from his house when Ami (his father, my uncle) mengunmandangkan Azan just as we were about to leave the house. Wah let me tell you the tears already fell from there!
Berjujur-jujur air mata mengalir in that house alone. When it was finally time to leave, it was even worse I guess. Tears were flowing all around.
The number of people sending those off to Cairo is as much as people wanting to send people off to Umrah!
I’ve never seen Ammar angry or even cry but to see him red eyed on that day… The feeling was so bad.
I remember once when he was wearing his Aljunied PE t-shirt and I was admiring it
“Ammar boleh belikan kaklong?”
“Um kaklong… Baju ni untuk budak laki aje”
I sounded so bimbotic k (the girls have a long sleeved one for PE ) but he was so nice explaining to me tau.
I tried scrolling through my phone for more pictures of him but I’ve only got a few.
We truly wish him the best of luck there and once in a while when I do remember I’ll drop a doa for u k Ammar😀
Last convo w me and Hajar.
“Hajar, why are we still in Sg? Ammar’s leaving and so is Zay and maybe so is Edat!”
“I know right?” *twirls hair*