Sunday, February 26, 2012

Last night, I called Ibu in the middle of her dzikir to chat, she asked me to call her again after her praying... I did not call her again.

Ibu called me back, instead .. I was struggling with my backpain in bed, and refused to pick the phone & talk to her... My husband told her that I had been slept and just wanted to chat with her previously.

Early morning, Ibu texted me to ask what I wanted to tell her last night... I texted back: "Nothing important, I just had my backpain attacked".

Then, Ibu suddenly arrived at my house... Bringing with her delicious King Prawn and Sotong, cooked! And bunch of love and care for me, as well.

She came, while she has to struggling with her own pain; hardly to walk and backpain... Cooked my favourite food and delivered it by her self.

How sin I am ... To share her my pain, to not call her back, to not pick up her phone, to make her worried instead of care her more.

I am so very sory, Ibu... Astaghfirullah... I love you more than I - myself - ever realized ... Yet, it's NOTHING compare to your love to me.

Jazakallah bil jannah ... Ibu, I wish Allah SWT will bless you with heaven.. Amiiin.

Forgive me, I love you Ibu *kiss*