On the way driving balik rumah petang tadi sambil memaki migrain yang macam nak pecah otak, you received a text message from Anep.

"Huda... aku sedih... Aku tak tahu nak cakap dengan sapa..."

Anep tak pernah tulis benda gini. Ever. So, you being you, tak suka menaip, terus call Anep.

And all you could hear at the end of the line was your good 27-years-old-guy-friend menangis teresak-esak.

"Eh, Nep, kau dah kenapa ni?"

After a few minutes, you heard him trying to talk, his voice cracked like hell. You couldn't hear a thing. Cakap tersekat-sekat.

"Aku... Gggirlfrii... Girlfriend aku... cancer ttuuu.. cancer tulang... stage 3."

So you, without any hesitaton made a U-turn and headed to his rented apartment.

"Dah kau tunggu bawah, Nep. Lagi 15minit aku sampai."

"Ok."

"Kau sangat tak stable ni. We'll sort this out."

"Ok."