"You’re willing to go all the way here for my big sis?” asked Ebi.

I told her that morning on April 20, 2025 that we’re there for Lala. We as in me, Diana, Nastiti, & Shelley. We heard the news that Lala been at ICU since the night before and we definitely rushed to see her in the following morning. The answer is: why not.

Going through platonic friendships, I always appreciate those who doesn’t pry. She’s like the silent pat in the shoulder and say, “Go ahead, I’m here for you.” She’s that supportive friends who always find a fun thing to say even in the darkest time. The way I always casually go to her and chat about small things I find on the way to the office, or the meal recipe I see on tiktok the other day, and tell her I see a pretty cardigans at the store at the mall and ask if she want to check them together after this.

Of course, I will go all the way for Lala.

All the bucket list she has, all the food stalls she wants to go to, all the tiktok challenges she wants us to do. I still have it all.

Sorry, I have this habit to talk about someone in present time, and not in past tense, because to be honest I just… can’t.

At 1 o’clock, we took turn to go and see her. For the first time, I recited the entire Al-Fatihah to her with Shelley’s hands on my back, trembling like mine. And I said to her to let me go. It worried me sick if she keep hurting like that. It hurted.

We really let her go at 21.

wrote and edited on May 2