Today's the last day I met him. The last day after he goes back to Penang for semester 5. And I, being left here, expected to do the same routines after all. Working, working, working and working. (and shopping by any chance).
We had so much fun today. So much fun. We went watching movie, having lunch together, he drove me back to home and guess what, I shouldn't tell you this but he gave me some money for me to survive for the next two weeks until my salary out since, emm I am actually broke, after I went to Zara and Pull & Bear warehouse big clearance and nothing's left in my purse except my licence and IC. Huh. He was mad at me because I was overspent on those bloody clothes and at the same time, I know he loves me, he wants me to survive well, he wants me to not too refrain on everything.
I thank God. And I felt guilty, he actually didn't had that much of money. I don't know why he still gave me some of it. Yeah, I reckon this is kind of money problem before marriage. We can call it as a pre-test then. We are the young couple, aren't we? So we act normal.
I was so happy. We were spending our time together. Talking about future, how happy he was when he said that he wanted me to be his wife, we were talking about what we had done and went during his semester break. He told me how enthusiastic he was to go back to Penang to study and how he wishes us to have a bright future together. I cried. I felt so sad, I felt like I was going to lost someone. I can felt he was far.
I can see thing's going harder. When I further my study abroad, I know we are so much apart. I might be there for ages, and he promises me no matter how far I go, no matter how long he has to wait for me, no matter how less we can get touch to each other, he will never leave me.
We promised each other.
I miss you. I miss you so bad.