In the name of Allah.
Today, 14 years back was the day that changed everything. Literally everything.
Though I was just 8, I still remember the things that happened on that day. We were in Pangkor for some police meeting. Angah and Abang weren't with us because Abang was already in UNITEN that time and Angah was sitting for her PMR trials.
If I could only sync the memory in my head into my computer it'll be easy. There's so much to say, so much things to spill. But it wouldn't be the same to telling because what's on my mind, cannot be said in words. They're beyond the vocabulary I have . Allahu Allah.
Perhaps that's Allah's way of asking me to tell Him what on my mind.
Today marks the 14th year Ayah passed away.
Ayah, I hope I'm not such a burden to you. I will try my best to be a good daughter, one that is solehah, faithful to Allah and Rasul and practices Islamic teachings in my life, insyAllah. I hope you're in a better place ayah and that Allah place you among those who will be under His shading. I hope that I am able to reduce your torments in the grave and give you peace and comfort.
Alfatihah
InsyaAllah, lets never forget nor miss pray to Allah for your dad. May Allah bless his soul, every moment.
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