It was already fifteen years ago... (1)

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'It was already fifteen years ago...'

       It was already fifteen years ago, we were loving, caring and hugging each other. All of our precious moment that we carved in stone are only memories after all. Memories after all. (feeling lagu shawn mendes). I miss him damn much.If I got a power I will return to the past and change everything especially all the black stories with him. Unfortunately, I have no power so I couldn’t change it cause I am not a superwoman. I hope that he is still with me. I want him back in my life like he usually did. But, I can’t do nothing cause he’s gone and will never ever come back into my life. Yes, my little angel was already fifteen years gone. Only God know how much I miss and love him. This feeling are killing me.

      

      I am an orphan and he too. We grew up in an orphanage without mom’s and dad’s love. But we still felt better cause we had each other. He had me and I had him. I loved him and he loved me too just like normal sibllings did. I loved him more than everything, more than my soul and more than all my properties. He’s my everything. I was responsible for him as I am the only  person that he had in this challenging world. I felt   pittied for him as he never see our parents, feel their love and hug them. I was so lucky as I had all those precious experience that he’s not, even it was just for thirteen years.

      

      It was an unlucky night. I was at the hostel as it was a Monday and not a semester break. My parents and my eldest sister were going to the hospital to visit our grandmom. They went there by car and my dad drove it. It was almost half-way to the hospital but unluckily a timber trucks had broken my dad’s car from behind. My dad and my sister died at the scene while my mom was seriously injured, and worse she was pregnant five months. I had fainted at the moment warden told me everything. Mom had been delivered of a baby boy after four months she was in coma and a few minutes later she also died. I felt so down. Really down. My mom was gone and she left me, my youngest brother. I felt I wanted to die too.

      But, out of the blue, I realized that I still had Allah in my life and I had to move on cause who’s gonna take care of me and my little brother after this? I didn’t want to upset my others family member so I decided to continue living at the orphanage with him. I named him Furqan as mom and dad planned before they died. But, now my little angel, Furqan died too. I don’t have anyone in my life now except Allah. Everytime I think of Furqan, I can see my sins. He died because of me. Because of my carelessness.

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