“Aqilah Azmi's Territory”

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After talking with Amar on the phone for about one hour and five minutes, we began to yawn and felt awesomely sleepy. So we stopped talking. Hoping we could continue our precious chatters and laughter in our dreams. I turned off the table lamp. My vision became limited. Slowly I closed my eyes, trying to sink into sleep.

The next morning I woke up with sunlight warming my eyelids. I better save myself from having light headache. I covered my eyes with my right hand and thinking of continuing sleep, which is the easiest thing I do everyday. I rolled myself in a blanket and bury my head in the pillow. The inner voice inside me told me to have another couple of minutes. But today, something's niggling at me now. Have I forgotten something?

The smell of freshly brewed coffee in the air finally woke me up and locked me out of my tenderness. I sighed and forced myself out of the bed. I heard people taking downstairs. I check my phone if there's any miscalls or texts. I walked into the bathroom and have a nice relaxing bath.