“Teruk batuk you tu”
“Dah makan ubat tadi”
“I dengar you muntah kot”
“Okey je ni”
“What’s wrong dearest?”
“Tak ada apa. Tak sedap hati je”
“You tak sedap hati sampai muntah?”
“Rasanya la”
“You tak sedap hati pasal apa?”
“Tak ada apa pun”
“Your ex?”
“Hmm...”
“You risau apa for real?”
“Sibuk je kan”
“You takut dia kawin ea”
“Hmm...”
“You takut dia jadi milik orang lain”
“Hmm....”
“You risau pasal ni je sampai muntah gila”
“Jangan la kutuk”
“Serius dear you risau sampai muntah-muntah?”
“Dah la Min. Ish”
“If dia kawin apa bezanya. Still bukan hak you”
“Hmm...”
“Apa bezanya dearest?”
“Mesti la ada”
“Apa?”
“Fikir la sendiri”
“You memang. Asyik paksa suruh I fikir”
“Habis dah tanya je. Fikir la sendiri”
20 Disember 2015
_
I just finished my work and attended a couple of meetings. Working from home isn't my preferred type of work nowadays, unlike in previous years. I prefer going to the office and then back home to relax and spend time with my kids. I haven't received any news from you. No news is news too, isn't it? But what does it mean? Are you dead? I miss you being around. I don't like contacting Zaza to get any news about you. And who is Farid? I don't know him. Ramadan is around the corner. Your mom must be waiting for you for Hari Raya. Please come home soon. I tried calling your mom's home, but no one picked up. Hmm…
Take care, Min, wherever you are.