Nini Nonol.

So here's the story. Sunday: Went to volunteer for Ripas charity Carnival AT 7.30am till 2.30pm+. Slept till evening due to my medications. Nini went to hospital by ambulance. (not the first time) We all went hospital and kissed him. Passed at half past midnight. (monday)

That's just how my sunday goes. The most common thing said to me yesterday was "bek jua ya meninggal before ika belayar/lapas balik belayar". my next trip for community work (hopefully jadi) is this friday actually. Then sambung to Indonesia and i'll be back almost a month later. That's what they have been saying. I haven't packed or anything like that nor is there time to do so at this point. Although everyone is willing about his passing as he has been ill for so long, i kind of feel that the house is a little quiet without his normal coughing in the living room. I wished i could have been a better grandchild.


Nevertheless, passed yet another great man in our lives. When he still could walk his favourite meal was maggi and he filled the quietness with verses of Quran. He would read verses when we were sick and blow them to our forehead until we healed. When he was paralysed, he filled the quietness with coughing and wheezing. May Allah bless him with eternal happiness on the other side. Amin.


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