The Day To Remember

This is life. Everything come and go. 

Have you ever felt lost? Lost in your own world? This is how I felt. I already started my college about 3 weeks. But, on the 2nd week of learning. I lost my grandfather. You'll never know the feeling how to accept the fact that someone you really love. Someone who took care of you. Someone who were there when you were baby until now you're in a college. Someone who always gave everything you want. 

Maybe for some people, they'll say "do i even care" "come on, its just grandfather, not your father"

But I care. Even he was just my grandfather. But I still consider him the best. He's the KING to our family. Okay here we go.  On the 2nd week of college. I got call from my father, telling me that I should get back home cause my grandfather's condition is getting worse! That time I was in class. After class I rushed back to room and started to pack. I told my housemates that I'm going back today. Luckily, in this world, I still have an understanding housemates. When my father reached college. I rushed back to hospital. That time he was in ' CCU Hospital Serdang'. My father told me to be strong whatever happens. When i reached hospital, i rushed to CCU. Bed 6. When i saw him. I started to cry. Oh my god, that time. Only I know how it felt to see the one so active, the one that always laugh before this. Lay down on that bed. Not moving. Unconcious. That time, my heart broke to pieces. I saw the heart rate. Basically, my late grandfather was only depending his life on the life support only.

I hold. I hold. I hold

I can't hold it anymore saw him like that in front of me. I was drowning into tears that time. So, i stepped out from the room. That time it was already evening. So, my father said that i should go back home with my mom. Get full rest and tomorrow come here again. I refused!! I said that I want to be with him. I beg my father. My grandmother saw that. She cried saw me like that. Lastly, I give in. I went back home. I can't even sleep well that night. The next day, which is Thursday. Woke up in the morning with my favourite mum's cooking. Help mum with some house chores and we went to the hospital around noon. The traffic was so bad! Oh My God! Like seriously though. When we reached there. Like usual, its visiting hour so we went upstairs to CCU. I saw, everyone were not there. So we rushed to the room. The guard was a bit angry cause visiting to room only allow 2 people per visit. Same goes to ICU. All of us went inside. When the doors opened... I saw my grandmother, my 2 aunty's, my uncle were in front of the room CRYING. The curtain in the room was closed. I saw the doctor inside. My heart says "this is it". Taking a deep breath that time was only hoping for a miracle to happen. 

The doctor came out.. With the sad face. Calling us to the room. I still remember the doctor says "his heart stopped beating. I'm sorry" The feeling that time only God knows. It felt like everything in movies were true! The expression. The feelings. The tears. I cried like hell. This time i can't stand on it anymore. I had to accept the facts that my grandfather won't be here anymore. Yes! ANYMORE! I'll miss him.

The historical day and date. 

Thursday 27th June 2013.

My late grandfather. He's truely a hero. 

13 August 1928 - 27 June 2013.

Rest in peace granpa. Wait for us there.

I'm here missing you, missing those days with you and still trying to accept the facts that you're not her anymore. You may not here. But you'll always be in our heart.

 Al- Fatihah.