My parents are going for Umrah Ramadhan

Salam.

My parents are going to perform Umrah? Subhanallah ....

Terkejut dan terkedu mendengarkan berita tersebut. Why? To some people, what's wrong with that? It's good. Spending money for something good. Why felt unhappy or worried? The fact is, my mother is 65 (well ... nothing wrong), and my father is 7 years older which makes him 72 years old! The fact is, my father was admitted to ICU for 12 days last May 2008. The fact is doctors were not giving us any hope that he might be with us again. That was what worried me ....

I pray to ALLAH to protect my parents in their journey to be in front of the holy Kaabah again. To give their soul to YOU, Ya ALLAH for I know that it is not proper for us, the children to stop them from going because we dearly know that it is what they wanted to do the most. They've been there countless time, the last was in 2000, a year before I perform my Hajj. They inspired my husband and me to perform our Hajj the following year.

On hearing the news, my tears started to flow, i just cannot help it. Suddenly, I felt that I will not be able to see them again after this. Ya ALLAH, ampuni lah hambaMu ini kerana merasa sedemikian.

Mak, Bapak .... pengorbanan kalian terlalu besar. Kasih sayang kalian tidak ternilai. Apa lah pengorbanan kami jika dibandingkan apa yang telah engkau lakukan untuk kami.

Mak adalah tempat aku meluahkan segala isi hati. Mak adalah tempat aku melepaskan kerungsingan. Sehingga kini, after being married for more than 10 years, I still turn to Mak when I'm depressed. Upon hearing her ever cheerful voice, my sadness is gone.

Bapak, kami membesar tanpa kehadiran bapa setiap hari kerana panggilan tugas yang memerlukannya berjauhan dari anak-anak tersayang demi membesarkan kami. Namun, kami amat merasai kasih sayangnya. Teringat kembali ketika 'berkampung' di luar ICU Seberang Jaya, titik-titik jernih kelihatan mengalir membasahi pipi kami, anak2mu. Abang dan Din tidak terkecuali. Air mata lelaki .... Kami berasa belum bersedia untuk berpisah dengan bapa. Tapi kami redha, detik itu pasti tiba. Mungkinkah anakmu yang akan meninggalkanmu?

wallahua'lam.

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