4th April 2008
It been 19 days my beloved father passed away....how i missed him terribly. I kept recalling how he looked like when he was in the hospital. His kind words kept singing in my ears and his last touch when he touches my tudong pin; a gold violin which he got a goldsmith to craft it for my daughter Raihanah's 9th birthday (you wrote in your diary -RAIHANAH KEGEMBIRAAN KU) .....he smiled while touching it. Oh bapak.....how i yearned for the happy times with you. Ya Allah, ampunilah dosa bapaku, lapangkan lah kuburnya, tempatkan ia bersama-sama orang yang kau redhai dan cucuri Rahmat dan Rahim Mu keatas rohnya, sesungguhnya bapaku seorang bapa yang bertanggung jawab keatas keluarganya, and please guide me to your path and let me be your humble servant.
Bapak, i visited your pusara today, and it was covered with carpet grass which was nicely done, Alhamdullilah. Tomorrow, Norzlan will deliver the tiles of your favourite colour for your pusara.
It been 19 days my beloved father passed away....how i missed him terribly. I kept recalling how he looked like when he was in the hospital. His kind words kept singing in my ears and his last touch when he touches my tudong pin; a gold violin which he got a goldsmith to craft it for my daughter Raihanah's 9th birthday (you wrote in your diary -RAIHANAH KEGEMBIRAAN KU) .....he smiled while touching it. Oh bapak.....how i yearned for the happy times with you. Ya Allah, ampunilah dosa bapaku, lapangkan lah kuburnya, tempatkan ia bersama-sama orang yang kau redhai dan cucuri Rahmat dan Rahim Mu keatas rohnya, sesungguhnya bapaku seorang bapa yang bertanggung jawab keatas keluarganya, and please guide me to your path and let me be your humble servant.
Bapak, i visited your pusara today, and it was covered with carpet grass which was nicely done, Alhamdullilah. Tomorrow, Norzlan will deliver the tiles of your favourite colour for your pusara.
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