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sniffling, voice trembling] Dia cakap dia tak boleh teruskan. [voice breaking] Seminggu. Seminggu je lagi, Mira... [crying softly] Kad dah hantar. Baju aku dah siap fitting. [bitter laugh through tears] Aku baru cuba baju tadi. Senyum-senyum macam bodoh depan cermin. [sobbing] Lepas tu dia call. [whisper, broken] "Abang rasa kita tak sesuai." [voice rising, emotional] TAK SESUAI?! Lepas tiga tahun?! [crying harder] Dan kau tau apa paling sakit? [voice trembling with rage] Dia call je, Mira. CALL