I Lost You in The World
My big family was complete 5 years ago. There are seven people in my
big family, they are my grandpa, my grandma, my mother, my father, my aunt, my
elder brother, me, and my cousin. My big family live separated at two houses
which are located in different address. My grandpa, my grandma, my aunt, and my
cousin live together at the first house. My father, my mother, my elder
brother, and I live together at the second house. We had good relationship
along the day and I used to always visit my family at the first house. My main
purpose was to meet my grandpa.
I have a specific reason why I loved to meet him. It is because he
was the one who had a good knowledge of Islam. He was a diligent man. He used
to always read the holy Qur’an everyday and learn the translation afterwards.
Not only that, but he also loved to read Islamic fiqih book, hadith book, and
the story of 25 prophets. Therefore whenever I visited him, he always gave me
important information about fiqih and sometimes he told me the life story of
our prophet Muhammad SAW. Every time I went there, I directly looked for him,
shook his right hand, then he kissed my forehead with full of love. Thereafter,
he asked me to follow him to his room, then he started reading the Islamic book
loudly and I listened to him seriously. He could read the book for hours until
I felt sleepy and tired. That was the best moment I miss the most.
That unforgettable moment was over when I was 14 years old. At that
time, my grandpa has already 74 years old and he has been suffering from
complications of disease for years. As I know, it happened because he was an
active smoker. His disease became worse day by day for the past few years until
his final day in this world. He passed away on March 26th, 2013.
Five days before he passed away, he was hospitalized at 3 a.m. I did not know
when my parents accompanied him there. When I woke up in the morning, I was
alone at home. I had already known about it when I called my mother. I was
shocked directly. After my grandpa was hospitalized, my parents were very busy
in the hospital and I stayed at home only with my cousin because my brother was
in Surabaya. I had to take care of her every day. At that time, I really wanted
to visit my grandpa but my mother prohibited me to do that without any reason.
On the fifth night my grandpa was hospitalized, I could not sleep until at
10.20 p.m, then I cried. I felt my grandpa has passed away but I was not sure.
I did not call my mother because I did not want to wake my cousin up. Thus, I
decided to sleep. In the morning, I heard my brother cried then I started to
think that my grandpa was actually passed away. I woke my cousin up and we
cried together. After an hour, we went out from our room and my mother told us
the truth. We both directly cried loudly. After that, we all went to my
grandpa’s home together and finally I could see him again for the last time.
That was the worst day ever in my life.






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