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All humans have bitter and sweet memories, as well as me.

At the age of 38 years I have been given the responsibility to manage my family owned company in Johor Bahru. I have a lot of property but I still single and alone. One day when I was driving to my office is about to heat a girl who is also in a hurry. I quickly helped her up and took her straight to the hospital. Since that incident, we often meet and become close. After 5 months of the incident, we got married and she was very concerned about all matters related to me. I really love her. My love to her is invaluable. All my wishes come true and happy until me willing to give the entire property including my company to her. I did this thing because I do not want her to feel lonely when I'm not at home. Unfortunately she had misused the power that I give to her. It was unlucky morning, I was chased from the house by my wife and continue to live like beggars on the streets. When I was begging, came a young man asked me a heart of gold remains with him because he sympathized with me and wanted to help me. Without doubt I continue to receive the offer. Almost one year I lived in the house of the young man and found he was a nice young man who doesnt have family. We often swap stories of joy and sorrow we went through together, until one afternoon when I was recuperating, the young man went home in a state of fear and goes on to describe a fire mansion on the hill and all the residents of the home died at the scene. I can only sad after hearing these stories.

Name: Muhammad Syafiq bin Suratmin Matric number: C12A212 Class: F15 Title: Narrative Essay Lecture: Madam Siti Bahirah

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