Ibet's Mini Makeup Set

12th June 2009. Bip. Bip. "Ibet dapat masuk matrix di P.Pinang" Mak sms me. "Alhamdullillah" We were so afraid that her father's death last year would effected her and she proved herself that we had underestimated her.

It was 2 months before SPM 2008. Pak Cik Ali suddenly had a stomach ache. He fell sick and it gotten worst each day until he could not eat. He was very weak that he could not even carry himself. My aunt called ambulance and took him to the public hospital. The Dr did some medical test .. and guess what the Dr discharged him the following day claiming that he was only suffering from minor gastristis.

My aunt cried and begged the Dr to treat her husband; as she strongly feels that there must be something wrong with her husband. Yet the Dr only prescibed some medication and sent them off.

That night, my uncle groaned in pain ... and not long, he took his last breath.

It was a surprise to all of us -- his lost was so sudden, so fast that we could not even said our goodbyes. Abah had just recovered from his surgery -- So me and my brother drove them back to Perak.

We reached there just an hour before they performed the funeral. My aunt looked so lost. She only uttered a sentence to me ... a sentence that will always ring in my ears each time I see her. "Ja, Mak Cik orang susah .. pasal tu agaknya hospital tak nak terima. Kalau kami ada duit boleh hantar Pak Cik gi private hospital ... tak macam ni kan?" I was trying my very best not cry in front of her ... Please, please ... (I said to myself) at that very second be strong for my Aunt.

I believe that statement will not only ring in my ears but also to those who heard it ... Ibet, presevere ... be strong and stay focus; only a good education can change your future.

Kak Ija baked this for you ... mould the mini make up kit until nearly dawn. I am proud of you. Remember Dik, this is just the beginning of a new life ... Insyaallah.