a number that i don't recognize at all. even the code.
i message the sender back, and my heart shattered for her.
it was ayin on the line, informing me the lost. she is doha, apparently, working there. her father passed away last friday.
i was smacked. i remember reading yin's entry on how worry she was about her father's health condition. she even bought a flight ticket home, despite all financial crisis etc, only to find, her father has meet Allah before she could make it to KL.
she's a friend to treasure, and when tragedy happened to people like these, i feel so sorry for her. i can feel how much she loves her old chap, as she fondly refer her dad.
when i lost my son, she called me all the way long from doha to convey her condolences. i pray that she'll be given the strength and patience to face the loss, as she's the eldest, and she has to be strong for her family.
dearest ayin, salam takziah from me to you. be strong girl. * hugs *
alfatihah to arwah uncle zainal, ayin's father.
semoga rohnya ditempatkan bersama-sama dengan golongan orang yang beriman dan bertaqwa. amin.
