Born on the 8th of April 1993, just 2 days before I was born . Bubbly, funny and at times just plain annoying, that is Izzmin. He would always laugh and make jokes out of everything .
Our friend Zul was the one that told me that our friend had passed away. He called my cell at 11:47PM while I was busy studying for a test the next day. Hearing those words "....passed away" I could not feel anything, it was as if my motor skills were not working as the pens that was held in my hands fell off and the only thing that I could do was just breath..
I did not cry at first. The first thing I did after getting off the phone with Zul was to call my parents and tell them about since our parents were friends since they were little. Hearing the voice of my dad, I immediately cry. I could not speak, I tried stopping but I just couldn't. The thought of my friend not being here with us saddens me.
I actually plan on visiting him once I was done with third semester since I did not visit him during Raya holidays. Bringing home baked foods, we would just laugh and talk for hours.
I really am thankful to have a him as my friend. If it wasn't for him, Im pretty sure I would not befriended his best friend Azri. Even though we went to different high school, we were close. Even when Im with them I can sense some sort of strong friendship between the two of them. Their friendship is like nothing you've ever seen. Whenever we go out, both of them would be in the same car. In extra classes, they'd be sitting next to each other. Sure it seems like the typical friendship but you've gotta see it in order to understand what I am trying to say.
They would even at times gang up on me and make lame jokes about me. I would reply their petty jokes with a slap or even pinching their cheeks. Typical old me.Speaking of slapping, back in 2009/2010 Izzmin would be an abuse victim of my other late friend Yasmine and I. We would sit next to him and just toy around with him. We would be pinching his bubbly cheeks, pull his hair. I remember once that he'd try to counter our attacks and Yasmine would be like "Omg you're gonna hit a girl?!!" and *WHAM* hits him .
I seriously could not imagine how Azri felt when he heard about the passing of his dear friend or when he arrived at his house and saw that the body was already in the van... Everyone keeps on mentioning about how strong their friendship is on Twitter. Everyone was worried about him on how he was coping with everything that has happened.
Izzmin will be miss. I will try my very best to move on. I have clutch with reality on your passing my dear old friend but it still saddens me that you are gone. Im also sad that I could not see you for the last time..
To Abang Izzmin...thank you for being such a good friend and for accepting who I am without judging me...Thank you.. Al-Fatihah.
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