It’s 1st Syawal. It was only yesterday, Ibu left. I thank Allah for the many wonderful conversations I had with her. She was alert til before Isya the day she left. As she thanked me before I ended my duty that night, I knew that my ‘part’ will end soon.
She left just as she pictured with her only husband, lying by her side looking at her as she took her last breath. Yup, a true blue romantic right till the end. She left to be ‘imam’ed by her son and bathed by her 3 daughters just as she wanted.
It’ll be hard switching gears. We all spent months going from doctor to doctor with Ibu, checking her meds and caring for her. It was almost like an obsession. Then all of a sudden it simply stops, and we are forced to go on with life without her. We all knew this day would come, but somehow it’s still a shock.Nonetheless, just as Ibu always say death is imminent. The guy in jubah is not watching her alone, we will all one day join her. The time will come, surely for all of us. For death is the only certainty in life.
“Every soul shall have a taste of death: In the end to Us shall you be brought back.” (29:57)
Just for the record, Ibu’s prognosis to live was 5 months but she stayed for 7 months after she was confirmed to have stage 4 endometrial cancer.