It was 2am on the April fool day. In this silent night, everyone is sleeping on their own style, while I was using laptop computer quietly.

Sheets of yellowish paper were placed on a messy corner in my room. Instead of ignoring it, I picked it up unwillingly although I knew that was a sad piece of me. Well, I got to know it will be a terrible night for me. Since it was very dark, the paper was read with a dim touch light. All these papers are actually a letter I received before I left National Service in Sematan,Sarawak. A letter from my best friend, Fendy. At that particular moment, a song gone through my mind- kenangan terindah(samsons). This is a favourite song of him. Also, it was also a song I know him better after I met him.
Kenangan Terindah
Aku yang lemah tanpamu
Aku yang rentan karena
Cinta yang tlah hilang darimu
yang mampu menganjungku
Selama mata terbuka
Sampai jantung tak berdetak
Selama itu pun aku
mampu tuk menyenangmu
Darimu
Ku temukan hidupku
Bagiku
Engkaulah cinta sejati
c/o
Bila yang tertulis untukmu
Adalah yang terbaik untukku
Kan ku jadikan kau kenanagan
Yang terindah dalam hidupku
Namun takkan mudah bagiku
Meninggalkan jejak hidupmu
Yang tlah terukir abadi
Sebagai kenangan yang terindah…
The first song I heard from Fendy’s mouth. The first Malay song I could memorise its lyric and touching by the inner meaning of the song. I could still remember his voice, he is really a good singer, and he deserves a good vocal.
Listening to his song, holding his letter, I could feel the tears reached my cheeks. Well, I’m going to cry unconsciously again. Just like the day I left National Service. The letter was cursed by an extraordinary magic. Once I read it, it will make me cry.
Something had happen started the first day of March. Fendy, he is getting disappointed because his group was disqualified from a competition(Malam citra puisi). Although my group won 3rd place in the competition, I had been very hard to perform as a pensyair, still I’m not happy at all. He missed the chance to perform on the stage, very upset. He didn’t talk for the whole day. I really don’t know how to make him happy. I’m very tired and tired and tired. Fortunately, after two days, his group won 2nd place in malam pertandingan lagu-lagu patrotik, though I lost in the competition. It is my toughest moment in the camp. We have quarrel quite of the time and many problems is existing all along. I could still remember one of the nights, there is something happen between our friends, Andy. Fendy tried to solve the problem with his friend. I asked him about what’s had happen, he pushed me away. I know I’m being so annoying, but I just want to give a hand to help our friend. Haiz(sigh). Undeniable, I cried on my bed. I didn’t expect that he would come to my bed. But it was happening. My head was digging in the bed, I’m not daring to see him, and I quickly turned my face and rub my tears gently. I know my terrible face should not be shown to him, though I think he knew I was crying. Many more problems coming to us, and it were a headache. Well, until I read the letter, then I only know actually that is something behind the stories. In the letter, he knocked down his head and asked me to forgive him for his action. He lied to me again. What he had done was just about to make me angry with him purposely. His heart was breaking while he doing that, but he said he have no other way so that I didn’t miss him so much. How can I meet another Fendy in this world? Maybe not ever.

He is my ever first friend who taught me what it is about a happy friendship. It’s cannot be compared with my friends in secondary school (5 years?!), although the time we were together is only 3 months. Things going on and on, but I really couldn’t forget each things of him; everything is just simply connected with him. A cane of coke, the brilliant stars, papaya, the letter… All are symbolize the relationship between Tom and Fendy. I’m not here to pray sympathy from others. I’m here to write out everything about Fendy. Well, my other friends will also not to neglect from my blog. Frankly, I just want to write all this down instead of keeping it in my heart quietly. It is much more comfortable to blow it out.