On the 9th of Ramadhan 1428/22nd September 2007, there goes my greatest man who I called 'dad'. I was just sleeping when all of a sudden there was a knock on my door from my brother in a sound of worried. I thought, he only wanted to borrow something but instead he said, "bapa inda keluar-keluar dari toilet. Ku katok, inda bejawab." I panicked and ran to the bathroom. I shouted, calling.. "dad! dad!" over and over again, still no reply. I asked my brother to look from thw window and he did and unexpected he said, "bapa pengsan." I saw tears and I was in a complete shocked. :(

We called mother and sister. After they've heard the news.. mom cried and sister tried to knocked down the door. As loud we were, there came my aunties from next door and so did my other brother. It took a long time to get the door down (oh, it was locked ofcourse) so i decided to climb up the window. I saw dad laying on the ground, I couldn't stare. I went fast as I could, opened the door and came sister doing her CPR with the help of abang Es. Abang Nami called the ambulance which took an effing long time to get through their line and for them to get here. Mom was in the TV room, with full of tears, shocked-ness and sadness. I went to calm her down, but it seemed what I was doing was only gonna make her cry more cause, I was crying with her.

All I did was prayed and prayed and prayed. Hoping that he'd be fine. That he's okay. I ran to the bathroom and there was the moment that i thought everything's not gonna be okay. I felt his pulse, there was no beat, not even a single beat. I heard sister saying.. "jangan ke sana pa. kami di sini. " I heard babu (my aunty) reading ayat-ayat Al-quran. Finally, ambulance came.

Kelyn and abang Es went with the ambulance. Mother and I followed abang Nami to the hospital. The doctors did they best. Dr. Wadi approached Kelyn and told her the news that I wished I could never hear! Seeing how kelyn reacted, that's the final moment that everything's gonna changed.

There it was, september 22nd 2007, around dawn. An UNEXPECTED incident. I lost an amazing dad. Who was completely healthy and even young looking. Who cared about me, who supported me in everything I do. My singing, my dance, my sports, my education. Who stayed up with me til' late night. Who gave me almost everything that I wanted. Who was cool enough to share my stories with him, cool enough to back me up from the teachers. cool enough to even know my secret.

He took care of me the way I wanted to be taken care of. Not only me, but the people i'm with. He respected my friends. He was friendly with my friends.

So today, it's suppose to be his birthday. 7th January, his 59th. I'll just pray for him;








How great he was as a grand dad. She was only a year and three months when dad left. This one was taken when Weeza was admitted to the hospital. Which was few weeks before dad left.

*I wish to upload the family photo and the ones mom with dad. But, I don't have it here in the laptop nor my phone nor the camera. I have all of these in the negative and the ones that has been printed*

I MISS YOU DAD! If only I could spend a little more time with you. IF ONLY.







May Allah rest dad's soul in peace. amin.