054- She left us...
My mom left us all. There.. during Subuh.
During the first light of the first raya...
I got so much more to say to her....
I need to hug her again....
One last time...
once more...
God.
053- Preparation for Raya Haji!
So I am already in Terengganu! YEAYYY! And all four of us (including Ain) got ourselves these matching Jubahs for tomorrow! I know people dont usually take Raya Haji this seriously, but Raya is Raya. And we are planning to go to the beach tomorrow evening to snap some pictures! We can send them to our parents... By the time the open their phones, they can see us...!
Wokeyhh until then =)
Psss: Remember when I said I got loads of works waiting... I brought them along with me... But they are still in my bag.... no seeing the light of days... ever...
052- ALHAMDULILLAH!
*Referring to my previous post*
Received this picture from our family Whatsapp group. Alhamdulillah... They got their Visas. They got their calling.. I couldnt be more happier! Have a safe flight and safe journey both of you.. Dont forget to buy me loads of Jubah. And both of them will change their phones to a disposable one- to keep them focus on their Ibadah, instead of whatsapping or crying calling their daughters. heh.
By the way, next week, on Wednesday, I'll be in Terengganu! To celebrate Raya Haji with my sisters. And my mom belanja me flight ticket! Alhamdulillah double!
051- Haji
Okay so today I got no class because it is a public holidayyyyyy! Today is Malaysia Day, where few years back, Semenanjung and Sabah Sarawak combined and merged and become Malaysia (I think.. Need to freshen up the facts tho.. rusty already). And it has been a blessing, really. I ve been drowning with assignments and tutorials and presentations and submissions. Everything is moving so quickly around here. 5 pending lab reports is not sufficient, here's 134 more. Due tomorrow. 😭
On another side of the story, my mom and dad are here in KL! They arrived here via Subang Airport from Kuala Terengganu this evening and we met there. Despite mommy dearest saying that I shouldnt be there. Come on, what kind of daughter would I be.. And it will be a good distraction, I must say.. Have a good and super solid reason to actually go out without feeling guilty.
We had quite some chats just now. Mom told me how it felt like impossible of them performing Hajj this year. My mom kept on telling me how she really wanted to go to Hajj on 2015.. And earlier this year, she already received a letter, approving both my mother and my father to perform Hajj for this year. They were so happy and excited. Mom have been buying things for their Hajj and all, attending courses, medical check up, preparing my sisters to really behave and take care of themselves (now that my parents arent available, my sisters and bibik will be staying in Kuala Terengganu with Jidi and Umi).
Then, of course, the crane incident happened. And Saudi Arabiya said that, somehow, this year, they are already packed with people. Even overloaded. They cant accept anyone anymore. My mom appealed and appealed and appealed, and Alhamdulillah the quota of Tabung Haji suddenly increased last minute, allowing both of them to go there. The last flight if Im not mistaken. Truly lucky.. But the appealing isnt easy. My mom need to go here and there, meet with this guy, greet with this man, connected to this dato and whatnot. It is so tedious. I still remember my mom called me a few days later, not knowing weather she can perform Hajj or not...
"I dont know.. it just doesnt feel right.. It just... too hard.. Maybe it wasnt meant for me to go there yet.. Maybe it isnt my rezeki yet.. I just didnt feel like going anymore... I dont even pack anything yet.. We dont even get the Visa yet. And the flight is the day after tomorrow..."
Then I said to my mom, "Yeah (rezeki) we dont know what is ours and what isnt. But that doesnt mean we can take things granted. Why dont you just come here, to KL for the flight. You already have the tickets. It is just the Visa that is still pending... We wont know for sure, not until the flight take off. So at least, if you are here, and the Visa is approved even for last minute, we will know it is yours, and you can grab it. Even if the Visa isnt approved by the time the flight took off, then only we know for sure that this isnt your time yet. But at least, you gotta be here. You gotta meet me. And have your time here.. So, I would say, just pack anything necessary, book a flight, be here. What happened next is His plan. We already did our job.."
It really is quite something, for me to lecture my mom (who is a lecturer btw).. even more something that she give up too early... But I tried my best. I dont want her to lose her chance. Youre gonna be there, and your gonna go there, by that plane, tomorrow!
By the way, my dad really talked about "if I died there" and all those scary stuffs. I dont really like the serious conversation. Me and my mom, we just gossips all the way, while eating Noodle at Subang Airport. After they perform their Hajj, when they return, my dad will have to report his duty at Egypt. So another busy phase for my mom. To set up my sisters and prep me.. and applying for he unpaid leaves. But one thing at a time ok..
Then they headed to Sama Sama Hotel in KLIA. Easier for them to go if they get to go.. Hopefully everything went smoothly. Hopefully they both get their visas. And got Haji yang Mabrur.
Before we parted, we salam and all.. and this thing happened. Where my mom asked me "tak nak peluk mama ke...?". My mom isnt the touchy type. We dont kiss cheek to cheek, let alone hugging and all. I mean, we love each other, but for her to ask me if I wanted to hug her... of course it'd be a bit weird. But I dont take any risk.
I hugged her. Tightly. She patted my back..
And I noticed she always smells so nice... And I felt... happy... peace...
Of course cant let mom knows that. She will mock me for the rest of my life. Then off they go. I asked them if they wanted me to be there tomorrow, at KLIA.. And mom said that wont be necessary.
Until then, mom and dad!