Memoirs.
BismiLLAHirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatuLLAHi wabarakatuh. اللهم صل على سيدنا محمد وعلى آله وصحبه وسلم My parents met in Japan, married after they went back to Malaysia. They worked in Japan factories. They flew back and forth. And we were there. Kira, Kika and Kanis, Kika, Kira and Kanis. Kanis, Kira and Kika. Three of us. Kika, Kira and Kanis. Both of them gained a little bit more attention than me. Kika was diagnosed from the day she was born with asthma. Kanis had been the youngest for 5 years. And I was in the middle. Either ami or abah will send us to school. They didn't have the time to pick me up after school. My uncles did. Or the neighbours. They didn't come during the day parents have to see the teachers. The Open Day. Except for the last year I was in the primary school. They never visit me at my boarding school. I called once per two weeks. For a few seconds. They gave me total freedom. Whatever I want to do,...