Dad, Be Happy in His Jannah :)

Dad, this one is a special tribute for you from my deepest heart.

I didn’t suppose before that June 15th, 2014, would be an unforgettable moment. The story was begun by Dzuhur time when I was in the faculty to finish a group assignment. A ‘death’ calling suddenly delivered to my handphone, it came from my sister. Her voice sounded panic, “Where are you? Let’s go home now. Dad is in a serious sick. Be ready please, we will pick you up.” I was really shocked, “How come? What’s going on?” As I knew my father was in health condition. I thought hard, yet my sister as if didn’t give me a few chance to speak up more.

On the way to my dormitory, I cried as heavy as possible. Actually I was suspicious of my sister’s words. I guessed there was something ‘hidden’. But I kept looking forward that my father would be okay! It was a very terrible matter, guys! That turned into a moment where my self like being injured so much! After coming there, I told to my friends about that and asked for their permission that I had to go home soon. They were touched and tried to strengthen me.

When my family had come to pick me up, I could see their sadness. Afterwards, we were immediately in the silence, as if there were no words which could represent our feeling. We did speechless and traveled in our own condolence track. Some minutes later, one of my sisters said, "Be patient.” Then I made sure to her by throwing a hard question, “Dad had passed away, hadn’t he?” Directly she answered, “Yes, dad will be khusnul khotimah insya Allah. You have to be patient.” Did you know? I cried again heavier than before. I couldn’t be sad more. Was it true that our beloved father had left us? Or it was just a nightmare that dropped in my sleep? So unbelievable it was. Fortunately my brothers and sisters could calm me down.

I tried to be stronger than before. At that moment, what was on my mind was so hard to describe. At 17.05 a day previously, I had just said to him, “Dad, I will go to The Philippines after Lebaran insya Allah, not during Ramadhan.” Then I could hear clearly his answer, “Alhamdulillah, so you will be here when Lebaran.” For your information, this departing plan to abroad had been informed to my family since around two months ago, but I couldn’t give them the certainty concerning the time and an aim country regarding the procedure has been so long. Therefore I called my father cheerfully that finally I could inform him the certainty one. No one knew that our talking would be the last dialogue between us. Then you guys know, it was about my dream which will be caught soon. That became a touching matter, right? Ultimately I can reserve one thing: no one is able to interrupt Allah’s scenario.

When we arrived at home, we hug mother tightly. I understood what she felt, her face was very pale. I could see her sorrow. It did seem like something I didn’t want to see all the time, it was extremely hard. But all the facts must be accepted sincerely. Dad will be so proud of mother because of her struggles till we can stride strongly. Mother is an extremely tremendous wife and mom for dad and us.

Dad, I my self do realize that I haven’t made you proud of me. I even often made you disappointed and angry so far. I am so sorry for not accomplishing to join Science Class, thus I failed to be a doctor as you envisioned. Dad, I look forward I will be an extraordinary, independent, and pious girl through the other way. By this composing, it may be a step to start a new journey and make a change. A billion thanks we proudly reveal to you for your best dedication to us. You are an exceptional man who we have ever met and a superhero who has no equal. May Allah kindly forgive all of your sins and accept all the charities you did. We do love you. So Dad, be happy in His jannah. Aamiin.


Sincerely,

Your spoiled daughter,
Nuraini Ms