My friend's name in Arabic means 'Light of Heavens'
She is one of the richest, a businessman's daughter. In our former school, she is the only one chauffeured to school. An ordinary school.
Despite born into a rich family, she is very humble. After our O-level, she works (part-time) at a filling station. My cousin Abigail patronized the filling station and was surprised when I told her that the said friend of mine live in a mansion a few streets away. Her house is the largest one in the block. It's a mansion.
I bumped into her at a $5 dollar store. A rich girl in such store? Well knowing her, I'm not surprised. I don't mean that she is a cheapskate!
"Hey, you're in town. Still living in (my neighbourhood's name) ?" I asked her.
"Yes, and you never visit me during Eid!" she scolded me.
"Hey, I am intimidated by the size of your house, don't blame me" I replied.
"Hahaha... you're funny. Next time I won't accept that excuse"
Well, that's my friend. A rich yet humble girl. She was impressed when I can recall one of her story. A story on how her grandmother befriended a crocodile.
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