A year ago......

I was a student of Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Section 9. I was a PMR (Lower Secondary Assessment) victim. Early of the year, me and my friends couldn't care less about it. We try to have fun and forget about the exam. Until, my mom tells me that she gonna married a man from other country and migrated to Abu Dhabi. A thousand thoughts came rushing through my mind.
I was happy because my mom has met the a guy to take care of her. But, at the same time, I feel like it's happening too fast. I mean, I've never met this guy and my mom never told me about him, until one night, she asked me to accompany her and fetch her "friend". Then my mom tell me everything. -.-

The next day, I went to school late ( as usual). After I've been punished, I went straight to class and tell my dearest best friend, that my mom's gonna married the next month. And "maybe" that I'm gonna move to Abu Dhabi.
As I said that, he jerked a bit. He thought that I was fooling around. Then he realize that I was dead serious. I saw sadness in his face but he try to hide it and said, "at least you don't have to take the freakin' PMR". We both laugh. I asked him to keep it as a secret.
After 3 weeks, the entire school knows because my mom came to school and talk to my class teacher. One of my classmate said, " You lucky bastard! You don't have to take the PMR!". The whole class laugh.
I continue my study as usual. But all my friends said, "HEY!, you're not going to take PMR. So chill!".Even my teachers said that too. All I can say is, "Who knows that I have to take PMR there? And some of the subjects like BM, we don't learn in Abu Dhabi. I have to take advantage of that." My teacher just gave me a blank face.

July finally came. My friends was planning to make a surprise party for me. We celebrate it at the field behind the Concorde Hotel. I was surprised (of course) and touched. It was one of the best day in my life.
And during that month, my mom got married. Me and all of my family dressed up, wearing our 'Baju Melayu' and 'Baju Kurung'. We all have our role in that wedding. For example, I'm a camera man and my cousin is a waiter. About half-past eight, the bride and groom finally arrived. MY GOSH! They look like a royalty. I can see that the groom is nervous. They stop for a while, take a deep breath, and they enter the hall. All the guests was excited. All of us are excited. My uncle, and my aunt made a speech for them. After the wedding is over, my sis and me, my cousin, aunt, hang out for a while. We had a busy and exciting day.

August, 14. I was having my trial exam. And it is the last day that i'm seeing my friends. When we're saying goodbye, I can't hear anything but my own heartbeat. It was the saddest moment in my life. We hang out for the last time at the Plaza Masalam. Then I have to get home and pack my stuff.
August, 15. Me and all of my family were having our breakfast at the Airport. We spent our last time together as long as we could. But the departure gates has been open. So, we say our goodbyes. All of us was crying at that moment. We hug them as if we never want to let them go. After the goodbyes, we're heading towards the departure gates. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was my friends who was calling me from school. They wish me luck, and tell me do not forget them. How can i forget them? They were there when I need them. They made my life extraordinary. Without them, I would never know the world!