9th October 2013 Wednesday, 1600hrs.

09 October 2013.

The day I lost my hero. 

It was Wednesday, 0645hrs. I was getting ready for school, searching for my socks when my brother got a phone call from SGH. The doctors told my brother to get the whole family there as fast as possible cos they got bad news for us. I was so scared for my hero, my daddy. So I changed into my home clothes and called Farah telling her I'm not coming to school due to my dad's condition. The moment we reached SGH, the doctors hold us back and told us to meet them back at 1030hrs instead. So we went around SGH, waste some time, and had breakfast. After much time wasted, we went back to SGH and met the doctors. This was the saddest part. Knowing that my hero is in the critical condition, the doctors told us to be really prepared cos anything might happen. And he told us that my hero, my daddy, his brain is badly damaged. I cried so hard, praying so much to god to help my dad with anything He can. So after telling us much bad news, the doctors let us see my hero. The moment I entered the room, tears falling from my eyes, down to cheeks, asking to Allah,"why is this happening to my dad? why is he the one get struck by this illness?" It was so painful to see my dear hero struggle for 5 years long. And only this, 2013, everything got worst. He was unconscious, but his eyes were open & good thing he can still hear us. So I went up to him and say,"Assalamualaikum my hero. Here's your little daughter beside you. I'll be by your side as long as you are here with me. I know you are a strong man and I know you can fight this pain. Don't forget Allah, and keep praying to him as long as you can. You don't have to worry so much about me. I'm 17 years old now ayah, I promise to take good care of myself. I promise to study hard just like you advised me and I promise to find a job, stick to it & be a successful woman. I'm so gonna make you proud. And if you're no longer here, I promise to find a man who can take good care of me just like you do. I promise." After my last sentence, I cried so much, running out of the room, searching for my brother and when I found him, I quickly ran up to him, hug him and cried so much. My promise to my dad a few weeks ago was to bring him to my graduation year next 3 months. But what I did was think positive all the time. I really cant bare to see my lovely hero struggle in pain. After a few hours, I decided to go to school because I remembered of an assignment that had to be done by that day, 5pm. So I quickly went home and rush to school. The moment I reached school, my teacher told me that she extended the deadline to Monday. I was abit dissapointed. But again, I think positively. After finishing my assignment,  I decided to watch some funny videos on youtube w my classmate who sits next to me, Najib. But to my surprise, I received a text from Abang Raime saying something about my dad. I was so panic that I quickly ran out my class, called my brother. And.... I've got bad news... My brother told me that my hero has passed away, leaving us. I cried so much, that I've got no more tears to cry. Alhamdulillah, everything went well. I just pray everyday that my hero will be safe up there with all the good people and will be safe from hell. Amin. I'm so gonna miss you, Ayah. I will never ever forget you and you'll always be in my heart. Till then, 9th October 2013, 1600hrs will never be forgotten.