I thought I were tough but it’s my physical only. Only Allah know how I felt right now. This past few days, I’m just resting on my bed, no walking/traveling around Amsterdam. It is not because I’m jet lagged or tired or maybe lazy, I am crazy if i don’t go out just because of stupid reason.. but I’m sick(really sick) It felt like i’m dying. I can’t speak, can’t walk but i could only think of Allah, my girl(shida), my mom for help.. Thanks to Allah, I finally got the power/energy back. I’m sorry for what I’ve done and I swear that i would not do it anymore. Beristighfar bebanyak… more updates will come after I arrive to Mexico City.. Take care everyone