Being strong..

In the Name of Allah, the Most Glorious, The Most Merciful..

It was tired to run back from KL to Pahang..
In 2 days marathon..
With a thousand of goodies -bag waiting to be done..
Its parching..
=(

With no support..
With no one to help..
Thinking about quit is not the best way..
I'm not quitting..
But, a little help could keeping away my sore..

I guess this is it..
Doing it quietly..
What to bother, when talking to someone who never heard..

I'll put my trust in Allah..
He knows..
He always know..
=')
Allah, ease me..