everything that happened has a good thing behind it .
theres hikmah on something that happened .
dont u ever realize , my dear ?
on 4th March 2014 ,
my beloved ustazah Hashimah has gone to meet The Great Creator
she left me and everything in this world
she left me and everything in this world
I'm just shocked ! totally crying non stop :'(
at the same time ,
i'm sick , i just pray to see her face for the last time
can u imagine how sad i would be ?
As I stayed on the school's hostel , i cant give her the last visit
I pray to have an excuse to see her for the last time
and it works :') i get the permision to give her the last visit as I have an excuse to go the the hospital nearby to make a medical check up . (also maybe because i cried a lot that day on the teacher's room)
As I stayed on the school's hostel , i cant give her the last visit
I pray to have an excuse to see her for the last time
and it works :') i get the permision to give her the last visit as I have an excuse to go the the hospital nearby to make a medical check up . (also maybe because i cried a lot that day on the teacher's room)
Below are tect added on 29 march 2020.
[[ Yup. I cried Instantly and I cant control myself when my physics teacher broke the news to me. Like I was SOO surprised. And sad. And I cant believe my ustazah kesayangan has gone to meet the Creator.
thank you Allah because You still give me a chance to see her for the last time
its the hikmah of getting sick
and Im very very very gratefull :')
its the hikmah of getting sick
and Im very very very gratefull :')
Ustazah mcam tersenyum. She looks soooo calm. I miss her. I miss her soo muchh.
I even text her to her number few days after she was gone... (But after few times, her daughter replied to me "Sedekahkan AlFatihah setiap kali tringat kat ustazah") huhu I got sooo embarrassed. So I stop texting. Yea I act like crazy. Maybe I am still in denial that time...
Yesterday (28 March 2020), I saw a tweet with a gif of someone crying non stop with a Bombloocat caption. How breaking she is inside. And I quoted that tweet saying the first time I cried that hard was when my fav ustazah passed away.
Coincidentally today, 29 March 2020... I am thinking of searching back my old blog. I want to start write again. Like my self diaries. So I installed blogger apps and logged in. And guess what.. I saw this drafts. The only drafts in my blog. I opened it.. And its about my ustazah again :')
I still remember I always (mostly) be the last one to go home on our night bahasa arab tuition class. While I am waiting for my mom to pick me up, we would have a chit chat. And sometimes I help to open the bottles cap because she wants to 'ruqyah' the water. Sometimes she made a Roselle water just for me while I am waiting for my mom.. Its already 6 years ago, but my heart still feel the loss. The tears still wet my collar's pijamas.
My heart breaks again. Al Fatihah.]]
