jumaat terakhir.

It left about 1 week or so before syawal. Workplace still as busy as it could be. Like today. Working my tail off like pfft before one of my colleagues calling from the back.

 I barely heard his full sentences some more he was laughing, but i able to hear he did mention something about asar prayer. I glimpsed at the wall clock, oh sheesh 7.20pm! And me too haven't performed it yet! So i rushed there and did whatever i needed to do.

Tired. Everyday is like this.

Balik, singgah 7e to buy something to eat. Somebody tap my shoulder, saying something cheerfully.

"beli makanan sahur ke?"

I turned to see, oh, our endocrinologist it seems. She's on-call, she said. I see.