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"Kawan-kawan, ayah aku baru meninggal dunia pagi tadi, dalam tidur. Tolong war-warkan kepada kawan-kawan yang lain, dan minta sedekahkan Al-Fatihah kepada arwah agar semuanya berjalan lancar. Aku bingung”
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I read it twice, disbelieve somehow. I just read his blog yesterday and wishing his father would be back in good condition. But, God love him more. I replied to his message. What else could I offer? Just a “hang in there” word. I really do hope he would be fine. At least, soon, I guess. I know deep inside he will. Though I knew him for less than 3 months, but he’s been good to me. As a mentor, a friend and a somebody to talk gibberish with. And thru few words of wisdom he threw on me, all the advices he been given to me, I believe he’s a strong man.
I went to his blog as soon as I got to the office. Friends sent condolences, asking him to have patience in heart, recite al-Fatihah to the departed. I too, send my condolence again in his blog, and posted a bulletin in Myspace. *AL-FATIHAH*
All of these make me wonder about life even more. How am I to live without my parents and take care of my brother and sister? Mother always told me not to cry whenever someone died. It’s a torment to the departed soul. I didn’t cry when one of my little baby sister died, so does my grandparents, and few of my friends where back when I was studying. Then again, I was never putted them close to my heart. What if someone I really cared, gone, forever? Could I obey a mother’s word; not to cry?
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