Bismillah
In welcoming the in-laws-to-be, my mother decided to do a spring cleaning. I came across a few diaries and note books my father used to write in his notes from his weekly gathering.
My heart ached as I keep on reading, even though I was laughing outside.
How meticulous was he.
He was consistent in updating his daily activities, even if it was only to write, "MC 2 hari, duduk rumah sahaja".
He made a table of his earnings, how much he had earn and how much he had spent for the day. How much money he was giving my mother, his mother, his children, money he put aside for savings etc.
How he copied nicely the lectures given by his teacher at the weekly gathering.
How he wrote a letter to himself, reminding him of the world and the hereafter.
How he was a good person and the best father a child could ask for.
I was feeling a bit disheartened when I thought that he had gone away so soon. We, his children, had no chance on learning to be the good person he is. We had no chance of growing up with his teachings.
How I miss my father so, so much :'(
May Allah grant him Jannah and place him among the anbiya', syuhada', solihin. Amiin~
1 comment:
Al-Fatehah..
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