A mockery of friendship

Out of blue, I have become too sensitive lately. There are many reasons that contributed to my state of heart but I think it is better not to tell a tale of heart very often. Thus, I shall jump into the main topic and save the day.

One of the things that touch my heart recently was the story of Sister Juliana Md Fuzi who had passed away the last two years. She was killed by a pair of lovers. Yesterday those two were sentenced to death.

The female murderer was once a friend to Juliana while both were studying in a primary school. They were then going separated ways when entered secondary schooling. By fate they met again during one their school re-union. Weeks later, Sister Juliana was tricked, robbed and killed in a room of a small budget hotel by the couple.

It was a tragic story of mankind because both girls only age 19 years old when this took place. Both were college students and had bright future in front of them. Based on the newspaper report, the young murderer, she was not able to accept the sentenced and cried heavily upon hearing the decision by the judge. Her mother had to calm her down. The boyfriend who is 27 years old has a child and a wife. His mother was reported to cry when he was taken away from the court. It was a heart wrenching moment for all in the courtroom but whatever happened had happened. There is no way to turn back the time.

This morning, too taken by the report that tugs my heart so much, I goggled for their story. The tale got personal by reading these two blogs by Sister Juliana’s housemates (1, 2, both blogs are in teens writing style of Malay language by the way). I just pray that Sister Juliana is happy in her new place as she was a good and obedient daughter and lovable friend.

In this case, all the families and friends involved in this case are in pain. Be it the murderers or the one being murdered, nobody wins. If only the murderers paused for a second and think before they strangled her to death, I believe life will be much happier for all.

* The writer decided not to mention the murderer’s names because she believes that by doing so, she is giving them credit. This writing is just a way to remember the tragic death of Sister Juliana Md Fuzi who was very much love by her families and friends though the writer never know her. May she rest in peace and may Allah bless her.