Series of SMSs

On the second day I was in Makkah, in the early morning, I received an sms from a dear sister of mine. She is one of the daughters of Dr Azh@r. She is the one who got maried last year. Read it HERE.

She asked us to make dua for his brother Mu@dz who is being operated for "nanah in his perut". This was dr. Azh@r's words "hari sabtu mengalami peritonitis dan septicemic shock terpaksa dikejarkan ke dewan bedah utk emergency laparotomy."

I smsed her mum soon after. She was rushing back to Malaysia. She also told me that Mu@dz's kidney and liver were also infected. La hawla Walla quwatta Illa billah.

I quickly alerted everyone.

And days after that we received sms after sms updating his status. Almost all news were bleak. One by one of his internal organ were infected until it reached the brain.

An sms, I received when I was in Riyadh said something like there were too many blood clot in his brain and CT scan showed untreatable damage.

These last few days more sms came in updating that he had chest infection and dialysis had to be stopped as the blood pressure was too low.

Today at 640 p.m. Malaysia time, Brother Mu@dz Azhar has left this temporary world.

Inallilaahi ilaihi rojiun.

I am affected by this news. We the whole family are very close to them. And Mu@dz who was seventeen was like my own brother.

He was always in the dune trip with us. And he was always asking for his photo to be taken. I have so many photos of him. In fact many of his tagged photos in FB are from me.

I remembered when the ASS went for our first dune trip, Dr Azh@r was handling the trasure hunt competition thus he had to leave early. Mu@dz went in our car. We threatened to throw him out of the car unless he tells us the treasure hunt questions as well as the answers. He said he didn't know and that his father was secretive about it. He didn't tell us the questions and neither did we kick him out of the car.

During the hunt, we were contenders. The adults (me) who are cheaters by nature asked him to share with us the answers. And him being an honest boy, refused. We, the losers, won. And the uncles were jeering him for not sharing. I wrote about the trip HERE. The adults were more kanak-kanak than he was.

The last I met him was last December when he came over for the school holidays (he went to malaysian boarding school) and his brother's walimah.

He interviewed me along with his siblings that night. Makcik kena interrogate. From sad issues about my mum and my brother :( to how I met my lover. :)

And our last trip was to Zikreet. I remembered Kak Lina brace herself to drive because Dr Azh@r could not make it. It was all because Mu@dz was around. I remembered during that holiday we were discussing, Mu@dz nak pergi mana lag ya. Jom! Jom! Sebelum Mu@dz balik Msia.

Oh we were together n the dune trip when Elisa came over.

Mu@dz was liked by all of us. he was a sweet mannered boy who showed great respect to everyone. Ask any adults in Qtar who knew him, everyone likes him. He was one of those rare boy species who is pious, can talk properly with adults (not many teenagers have this), very chatty, intelligent, good with children, witty and so many more. Masya Allah.

I was reading some of his friend's blog and I can tell that they love him too. Some call him mualim kecil because he was teaching some of them physics.

i cried so much today. I called his sister thinking that I want to give her semangat. i ended up crying even more.

Please join me to make dua for this young man.

O'Allah forgive all his sins. Make him pure and elevate him to the highest jannah among the pious. Give strength to his family of whom he left behind. May Allah magnify their reward and make perfect their bereavement.

p/s : It's hard to write about him in past tense.


Mu@dz checking out the DSLR surrounded by his beloved