Wednesday, July 20, 2016

when you are gone

Being someone who really believe in the magical of a hospital, a place where it can heal everything, my firm belief drowned me down.

I was mad, and frustrated to receive the news, as if i forgot that there is GOD, who control everything.

The ONE who decide who die, who live.

The ONE who arrange every small thing in life perfectly, without a single mistake.

This is the moment where I should learn to accept all the Qadr, the fate that has written down even the day before we were born.

Yes there is cure for everything, except for DEATH.

Al-Fatihah to toki -- who I truly care and love.

Sometimes hospital might be a wrong place.

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