If you’ve read my last piece, then you’d know I’ve survived what felt like an unsurvivable time in my life.

“Would you still love me if I were a cockroach?” he insisted on hearing my answer to the most cringe

You were such a contradiction in my life,the kind that quietly rearranged the way I understood closeness,because nobody seemed to

The moment. How could I ever forget the moment that held oceans of laughter,rivers of change, and quiet storms of

Budak kecil itu Aku dekati Aku amati Bahu dia aku pegang lembut Pipi dia aku sentuh perlahan Kepalanya dahaga usapan

A companion to my previous article: The Forgotten 4%. In this writing, I will talk about half of the forgotten

“Watch the world from the sidelines Had nothing to prove ‘Til you came into my life  Gave me something to

Every morning, the bus came at 7:42. And every morning, she arrived at 7:43. It became a routine so consistent

I joined usrah about four years ago. Why did I join? Because I have always loved learning, and the thought

Buat separuh Disela-sela luka ku itu, ada indah yang mengisi, yang meniupnya, membalutnya yang mengusapnya , menciumnya yang ada bersamanya