I had actually decided not to attend the kuliah at Masjid Sultan tonight due to my condition. But Allah wanted me to be there. When Hubby came back from work, he asked me to get ready and follow. How could I defy his instruction? His redha is Allah’s redha for me. Reluctantly, I went along.
Oh my Lord, I was grateful to be there. The energy and atmosphere at Masjid Sultan made me forget that I was sick. Ustaz Shafi taught us on the speciality of 10 Muharram – Hari ‘Asyura and the du’a. What awed me was the selawat and qasidah in between the class.
I was in tears looking at my son, Affandy, sitting on the stage with his Anak-Anak Cinta Rasul brothers, hitting his gendang, inspirited himself with the selawat. MasyaAllah… A mother’s pride and gratefulness that could not be described in words.
Thank you Allah for letting me have him as my son. Please protect him always, Ya Allah. Make his heart grows fond and full of love for our beloved Rasulullah S.A.W. May he continues reciting selawat in his heart always. Ameen….
I am still sick. Infact, worse than yesterday. My nose is totally blocked. I have to breathe through my mouth. Now I’ve start to cough. My throat is really sore.
Drinking hot plain water has never felt so good. I have forgotten how great it feels when the hot water passed through the throat, especially when the throat is in pain. I used to drink plain hot water a few years back. Now I want to start again.
Despite being unwell, I still did the laundries, folded and ironed the clothes, cleared the kitchen etc. The only thing I did not do is to cook. Not just because I have no idea what to cook, there’s nothing much left in the fridge. I have no strength to go to the market. So I got Afrina to buy packed lunch from nearby coffeeshop.
I was having my short nap when I heard the shouting and bickering. I think my children forget that I am resting inside my room as they are always considerate when I am sick. I pity them actually. Today is the second week of school holidays, yet there’s not much activities for them. How to go out when I am sick, Afrina has her madrasah exams and Afiqah has CCA to attend at school? And it has been raining heavily in the most afternoons that they can’t go out and play. So, the TV, DVDs, PSP, PC and IPad2 are their companions which I don’t really agree. I thought of planning some outings next week but Hubby will not be in town. So I guess it’s just me and my children.
I woke up this morning with a throbbing head, blocked nose and aching body. Still do the daily chores as usual. I get to rest in bed most of today though.
The perks of being unwell, my mother-in-law delivered Fried Rice for our lunch, and Hubby bought Mutton Soup for me. He also helped to assist Afiqah clearing her drawers and wardrobe. I think that’s sweet of him.
But today he informed me that he’s leaving to Penang for two weeks. I’m not sure how I feel inside. Will I be okay? I don’t know…
Right after our Maghrib prayer, he stroked my forehead, read du’a and kissed my forehead. I love it when he do this. After what we had been through, I feel his love for me… 😥
~ Going to the grocery without shopping list is very dangerous. I tend to take whatever things I think I need on every shelves. Upon reaching home, the main thing that I really need is not in the shopping bags. Duh!
~ I wanted to take my weight in the morning. After I switched on the weighing machine, I left the room and did something else. Duh!
~ I asked my children to eat their lunch. But the rice is not cooked yet as I switched on the microwave oven switch instead of the rice cooker. Duh!
~ The flu bug hit me again… Alhamdulillah.
Bury the past, and move on.
I intend to Hijrah, for good. InsyaAllah.
May Allah guides me all the way.