She asked me, ‘whose hand is that?’ I said ‘adelah…’
He said he want to book the wedding invitation card soon. So I won’t keep saying ‘KALAU kita kahwin…’ anymore.
She thinks I’m playful and he said I’m hard to predict.
I think I won’t run this time around… but I’ll be flying. There are butterflies in my stomach, it grow bigger by days and I’m quite certain that one day, they will flew me somewhere…
But Mr.Darcy, don’t you worry my dear. I’ll be there when the day comes, waiting for you to preach that vow.
Till that day… I think you could bear with my never ended impossibilities.