At the train station.
Marina: Ira, I will die soon.
Aku: I will die tonight.
Marina & Ira;
Ira: Ohh so then I couldn't go to your funeral.
Marina: It's okay...i'll go to yours anywy :)
Then we split into different gerabak.
Sorrryyy for my previous post. The words were just so hehehehe! OMG. And even this conversation was just Gibberish.
Ya Allah, permudahkan segala urusan ku. Amin.