The boy

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However, things that she's been dreaming and hoping for didn't happen the way she want it to. She successfully became the student of the International University of Malaysia (IIUM) who was going to start her journey into the Centre for Foundation Studies (CFS) of IIUM. She succeeded by being accepted into the university that she always dreamt of. She could even brag to her friend about it. The dreamed career she wanted to pursue was to be a doctor. She would work hard for it and aimed to be a successful doctor one day. Her mother always dreamt of Meesya being a successful doctor. She also likes to put the title 'DR' in front of Meesya's full name. "Dr Meesya Aida", she said excitedly after she knew that her daughter was going to pursue her studies in Foundation of Medicine in IIUM. Meesya grinned from ear to ear as a sign that she agreed with her mother and she felt so on top of the world at that time. Looking at the bright and serene face of her mother whenever they talk about her big examination (SPM) result and also the offer to pursue in a course that her mother always wanted her to be in, she was really happy and contented.



Her life was going on very well. She managed to be in the Kulliyyah of Medicine and passed every examinations with flying colour results. 4 flat was a piece of cake for her at that time. Dean's list was the common title she got throughout her years of studying in IIUM. Her family was proud of her for every success she'd gained throughout her life. She became the role model for her siblings. She inspired them much and they managed to be successful too in their respective life. She was very proud of herself and she was happy with all the success she possessed. However, life is not always a bed of roses. Something happened to her when she was in her fourth year of studying. The memories that she could never forget and changed her life completely.

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His name is Ameer. Quite tall compared to other boys. Handsome. A Malay-Arabian guy. His mother is an Arab woman and his father was a Malay man. His father passed away when he was only 10. He is a fair guy, has stunning eyes which can make any girls melted whenever they talked to him, smooth skin without any pimples, his nose is like the Arabs and his mouth is red in colour which indicated that he never smokes. He was the 'Prince of the IIUM'. The most handsome guy in the campus. The person who most of the women crushed on him. However, I was excluded.

He was the most mischievous guy in the campus. I can also say that he was a notorious person and he was a womanizer. Still, there were several women who have had been dumped were still feeling head over heels when they met him. I always labelled them as dumb women. Dumb because they were too easy to be fooled. But when my best friend herself experienced it, I could accept the fact why they, the women that I labelled dumb, couldn't resist the temptation of his Aura and his charm. That's when I understand that love is blind. It totally covers all the bad things about the people we crushed on. She was totally upset with Ameer when she got dumped. Since I was her best friend, I was distraught about her worrying conditions. She refused to eat, she couldn't sleep, and she was totally distracted by him until she lost focus and failed her final examination.

I decided to meet Ameer personally to discuss about her since the day she tried to commit suicide. I was on my way back from my Chemistry class when I saw her on a chair preparing to jump out of the window of our room. I was really shocked and without any delay, I scurried to her and yanked her down. I had to do that even though I knew she would be injured. I cared more about her life than the way I saved her. She hid her face and cried her heart out on my lap. I felt pity towards her but I couldn't control the high pitch of my voice, asking her why she did such thing. She apologised for making me worried and she promised not to repeat such action again. We had a brief counselling session between us and I saw that she slowly recovered from her problem day by day. However, I still thought that I need to meet Ameer so that no more other women would do such thing as my friend did. I couldn't accept it. I nearly lost my friend and I wouldn't let others to experience what they should not.


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