I barely got off my prayer mat this morning when the mobile's sms alert beeped. Now, any text message arriving so early in the morning is always a cause for concern.
It was brief and laden with unspoken grief - "Abang Onn baru meninggal." (Abang Onn had just passed away).
Now I understood why I dreamt of my mom and stepfather two nights ago. They had come to invite him home. Innalillahi wainna ilaihi rajii'uun...
Abang Onn, 61, whose mother died when he was still an infant, came to us as a toddler. Raised by my grandparents, he had lived with my mother and stepfather as a teenager.
Although he ranked as an uncle, all of us nieces and nephews called him Abang because of the close age gap between us (he was only four years older than my eldest brother, Yusoff).
Abang Onn was married to a lovely wife, Dahlia, and had three grown sons. He underwent a heart bypass last year and had had to contend with diabetes and high blood pressure as well.
He had been in and out of hospital since and had been steadily gaining strength in the last three months of his life. We last met him two months ago in Ampang Puteri where he was warded.
We had just returned from the Hajj when my brother called to say Abang Onn had a sudden craving for buah kurma (dates).
Since we did bring some back from the Holy Land, we took him some, together with air zamzam.
He was thrilled to have 'the real thing' - dates from Makkah / Madinah - although he could hardly swallow. We had not met for quite a while; we hugged and shed some tears.
Holding his hands while he sipped air zamzam, my mind was transported to my childhood when he used to hoist me on his slender shoulders, or hold my hands to ensure I didn't trip or fall.
He was buried at the Klang Gate Muslim Cemetery after Friday prayers today. May Allah swt place his soul amongst the faithful.
This is proving to be a very sorrowful month indeed. But Allah knows best.... Al-Fatihah.
It was brief and laden with unspoken grief - "Abang Onn baru meninggal." (Abang Onn had just passed away).
Now I understood why I dreamt of my mom and stepfather two nights ago. They had come to invite him home. Innalillahi wainna ilaihi rajii'uun...
Abang Onn, 61, whose mother died when he was still an infant, came to us as a toddler. Raised by my grandparents, he had lived with my mother and stepfather as a teenager.
Although he ranked as an uncle, all of us nieces and nephews called him Abang because of the close age gap between us (he was only four years older than my eldest brother, Yusoff).
Abang Onn was married to a lovely wife, Dahlia, and had three grown sons. He underwent a heart bypass last year and had had to contend with diabetes and high blood pressure as well.
He had been in and out of hospital since and had been steadily gaining strength in the last three months of his life. We last met him two months ago in Ampang Puteri where he was warded.
We had just returned from the Hajj when my brother called to say Abang Onn had a sudden craving for buah kurma (dates).
Since we did bring some back from the Holy Land, we took him some, together with air zamzam.
He was thrilled to have 'the real thing' - dates from Makkah / Madinah - although he could hardly swallow. We had not met for quite a while; we hugged and shed some tears.
Holding his hands while he sipped air zamzam, my mind was transported to my childhood when he used to hoist me on his slender shoulders, or hold my hands to ensure I didn't trip or fall.
He was buried at the Klang Gate Muslim Cemetery after Friday prayers today. May Allah swt place his soul amongst the faithful.
This is proving to be a very sorrowful month indeed. But Allah knows best.... Al-Fatihah.
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AL Fatehah. Semoga Allah menempatkannya bersama yang beriman.
I'm so sorry...
Semoga roh Arwah ditempatkan bersama golongan yang berimaan. Amin.
Al-Fatihah.
Al-fatihah for Abang Onn. Semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat.
Al-Fatihah for your Aruah Abang Onn.
Semoga rohnya aman dan bahagia bersama golongan yang solih.
So sad bila terkenang saat manis ye.
We are again reminded of how fragile and precious life is.Your Abang Onn sounds a very kind and protective person.
Puteri,
It is moments like this that bring strength.
Al-Fatihah.
JA
Komen Pak Malim, kucing ray yg alim.
Malam ni saya macam takleh tidur sangat, tak tahu kenapa. Dalam keheningan pagi ini, saya teringatkan Kama. Telepathy tentang kesedihan yg Puan rasa, saya boleh rasa. Mungkin sebab saya seorang yg amat sensitif tentang persekitaran dan emosi. Takziah. Semoga Puan mengharungi dugaan ini dengan tabah.
Kak Puteri,
Takziah dari kami. Moga-moga rohnya ditempatkan bersama-sama orang yang beriman.
Alfatehah.
إنا لله و إنا إليه راجعون
To Allah we belong, and to him we will return.
Ada hadith Rasulullah SAW yang menyebut bahawa penyakit itu penebus dosa. Insya Allah, Rohnya berada dikalangan yang beriman.
salam takziah, puteri.
al fatihah buat abg onn.
Puteri Kama....salam takziah...dan doa semoga abg Onn d tempat bersama para solihin!
Ada alamat rupanya mimpi...
Pp
Kama,
Salam takziah. DariNya kita datang, kepadaNya juga kita pulang. Semoga rohnya ditempatkan bersama2 orang yang solih.
Thank you dear friends for all your prayers and wishes.
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