It was a hard, sad, tiring day. It almost made my principle shaken, my motivation went down.
Because i was having fever, but i have no paracetamol. My friend had it, but she made a remark in the morning that i should get it from the pharmachy myself.
So, in the end of the day, it was me all alone.
Sick, but alive. Gone to markaz sihhi. And whoever asked panadol from me afterwards, i swear i will make effort to ease their fever by giving them until the last tablet!
Banyak sabar kuat semangat jangan sedih, this is what my parent told me.
Oh Allah, forgive me.