half-hearted; to Him we shall return
News: Ayong, our beloved aunt (more like a loving granny to me) has left all of us yesterday ... Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un. From Him we came, to Him we shall return.
Knowing her for three years, I look forward to every journey to my husband's hometown of Muar, simply to see her and and her big, funny cooking experts family. I guess her daughters inherited all her kitchen skills mashaALlah. She'll always greet us with a loving smile and cuddle, even mentioning 'sayangnya' everytime we arrive at her humble 'kampung' home. She was a great cook although retired from the kitchen in her old age, and her children seems to keep the good cooking tradition among them. My husband will be mentioning her delicious cooking whenever the family serves us great home cooked food at the kitchen table. Even now when we're far from home, everytime we talk about Malaysia and it's delicacies, he'll come out with something nice, home-made by Ayong and her family. One of the best would be her 'sambal', which is a must during festives like 'Eid with a special touch that makes it taste so nice you'll hardly find an equal.
One great thing I'll always remember about her, was her caring attitude towards others. In these few years, she hasn't been able to see properly due to her serious diabetic problem. I don't even know whether she had ever recognize my face but her caring heart has never seems to fail 'seeing' and feeling the people around her. Everytime we're in her company, at her home especially, she'll be asking her childen whether they've served us food and drinks and whether we've eaten properly. She'll be so concern that she'll be asking the same question a few times. She'll even sit next to us, just to 'look' at and honour her guests. A life devoted to serving her beloved flesh and blood, and the community around her, I pray that Allah will grant her peace and blessings during her short rest in al-Barzakh till the eternal Aakhirah inshaAllah.
I'm feeling half-hearted now, thinking about my dearest family at home, so far away from reach. But life, needs to go on and the mission, although with a lot of struggle, needs to be accomplished InshaAllah. I pray, and I pray, and hoping for your prayers, that this little mission will be accomplished in time and we'll be back home soon InshaAllah. Isn't it a tradition of travellers, parting from friends and families,? Lillah, fillah InshaAllah ... terimalah ya Allah.
To those whom sent us their heartiest condolence and joined the funeral prayer (ghaib) last night, may Allah reward your kindness - Jazakumullah Khayral Jazaa'. Every soul shall have a taste of death (Quran - 3:185), have we been preparing ourselves for it?
Ayong, we'll miss you...
Knowing her for three years, I look forward to every journey to my husband's hometown of Muar, simply to see her and and her big, funny cooking experts family. I guess her daughters inherited all her kitchen skills mashaALlah. She'll always greet us with a loving smile and cuddle, even mentioning 'sayangnya' everytime we arrive at her humble 'kampung' home. She was a great cook although retired from the kitchen in her old age, and her children seems to keep the good cooking tradition among them. My husband will be mentioning her delicious cooking whenever the family serves us great home cooked food at the kitchen table. Even now when we're far from home, everytime we talk about Malaysia and it's delicacies, he'll come out with something nice, home-made by Ayong and her family. One of the best would be her 'sambal', which is a must during festives like 'Eid with a special touch that makes it taste so nice you'll hardly find an equal.
One great thing I'll always remember about her, was her caring attitude towards others. In these few years, she hasn't been able to see properly due to her serious diabetic problem. I don't even know whether she had ever recognize my face but her caring heart has never seems to fail 'seeing' and feeling the people around her. Everytime we're in her company, at her home especially, she'll be asking her childen whether they've served us food and drinks and whether we've eaten properly. She'll be so concern that she'll be asking the same question a few times. She'll even sit next to us, just to 'look' at and honour her guests. A life devoted to serving her beloved flesh and blood, and the community around her, I pray that Allah will grant her peace and blessings during her short rest in al-Barzakh till the eternal Aakhirah inshaAllah.
I'm feeling half-hearted now, thinking about my dearest family at home, so far away from reach. But life, needs to go on and the mission, although with a lot of struggle, needs to be accomplished InshaAllah. I pray, and I pray, and hoping for your prayers, that this little mission will be accomplished in time and we'll be back home soon InshaAllah. Isn't it a tradition of travellers, parting from friends and families,? Lillah, fillah InshaAllah ... terimalah ya Allah.
To those whom sent us their heartiest condolence and joined the funeral prayer (ghaib) last night, may Allah reward your kindness - Jazakumullah Khayral Jazaa'. Every soul shall have a taste of death (Quran - 3:185), have we been preparing ourselves for it?
Ayong, we'll miss you...
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