this blog is inspired from my dad who's a health control freak..:D but in a good way though, who taught us alot in sickness and health. And its time to share it to everyone.. Sharing is Caring :D

Saturday, October 22, 2011

A Week Has Passed

It’s has been a week now since my mom passed away or 11 days after my previous post about my mom. I believe that Allah has better plans for her..InsyaAllah. Last Tuesday in the afternoon I called my dad just to tell him that daania is having ulser in her mouth, during that call my dad did inform that he was on his way back to his clinic bringing along supplies of platelet from JSH for my mom due to her low level of platelet. My dad was calm and so was i….but suddenly at around 3pm I received a worry call from him saying my mom was critical and he asked me to come back to JB. Straight away I burst to tears because I knew this was not good.. And that was the first day my mom was hospitalized for 4 days till she passed away on Friday,14th October 2011, just short of 6 days before my parents anniversary.

During her 3rd day in the hospital, her platelet was dropping and she kept on asking for my little brother, Khaldoun who’s currently studying in India. I guess my Mummy knew she has not much time….my brother managed to arrive at the Hospital around 1130am on Friday, and yes.. my mom got to meet him. Actually she was holding on all that while just to meet Khaldoun…. By noon she asked the dr. to stop all the medication so that she could go home. At home…. My mom cant hardly say a word and she was very weak, all of us just doesn’t stop reciting the Kalimah Syahadah to her ears till her last breath at 4.45pm. She looks so calm.. even I thought that she was just started to sleep.

My mom…she’s such an inspirable person to everyone who knows her. In JB she’s best known with Mak Mah Tukang Mandi Jenazah or some may call her Datin Mayat ( I think because 1 day she went to a wedding with quite a bling bling baju kurung and suddenly she got to go straight to the mortuary :D) She’s not a ‘berkira’ person and has help so many people..some that I know and some aren’t, I know that because a lot of unfamiliar faces came to see her while she was in the hospital and at home, and even during the burial day.

At this very moment, I’m still in JB with my daughter to accompany my dad and my Aunty who took care of my mum. Everyday I visit my mom’s grave with my daania….and she would says “bubbye tokmi” while waving at my mom’s grave. Sometimes she did ask for her tok mi and know she will answers her own question “tok mi sleep”. Even yesterday, after her afternoon nap she cried out loud saying “nak tokmi, nak tokmi”…..and my heart just broke, and I will just carry her to my mom’s room laying on the left side of her bed which was my mom’s. A lot of my relative told me that I was strong for being composed almost all the time… I just have to because I want my mom to be in peace. Sometimes I do shed into tears especially before bed and during reciting the Quran , remembering all the happy moments with my mom

I’ll end my post here with a Doa by Prophet Mohammad (SAW.) ,recited this dua after the death of Abu Salama (R.A.) after closing his eyes

اللَّهُمَّ اغْفِرْ لِفُلَانِ وَارْفَعْ دَرَجَتَهُ فِي الْمَهْدِيِّينَ وَاخْلُفْهُ فِي عَقِبِهِ فِي الْغَابِرِينَ وَاغْفِرْ لَنَا وَلَهُ يَا رَبَّ الْعَالَمِينَ وَأَفْسِحْ لَهُ فِي قَبْرِهِ وَنَوِّرْ لَهُ فِيهِ

"O Allah, forgive (Salamah bt Alwee). Make him among the guided ones, raise his status and be his deputy among the grieving. O Lord of the two worlds, forgive us and him and make his grave wide and full of light".


  1. takziah isem....

    muge arwah ditempatkan dikalangan org yg beriman..

  2. Takziah to you & ur family. Ur post so touch deep into my heart & make me cried while read it. I know its hard to face it when we lost mom, but believe me you're strong enough to face it. Be strong isem.

  3. :( takziah isem,. semoga roh dirahmati.