The Demise of a Great Teacher

It has been a while since I last posted on my blog. I decided to revive it today.

Earlier this morning, roughly around Subuh, I dreamt Pak Halim was in my house. I was surprised and welcomed him until he said to me...greet your teacher as well...then I saw Abah Didi...i quickly embraced him and cried....I woke up and realised it was time for Subuh prayers.

A few hours later, I recieved an sms from Abang Rahman that Abah Didi has passed on yesterday.

God knows how much I cried. I cried as I failed to be a good student, a student whom he would be proud of...I also wanted to get a name for my newborn soon. Alas, I didn't take the opportunity to do that. I have been very adamant about getting a name for my child from Abah Didi, I didn't bother about looking for names, as I trust Abah would give me a name that would be good for my child. My parents, my wife and I had gone to Sukabumi in Dec last year...during Hari Raya Haji...and I asked Abah to doa for me...so that I could have my first child...As we met him when we were about to leave Rindu Alam, he said to me that he would doa for my wife and I to have a child. Earlier this year, I was welcomed with the news that my wife is pregnant with our first child.

I am grateful to God for granting me the opportunity to meet such a wonderful and great teacher. He has now reached his destination. He is now with the Almighty.

Innalillahi wa innailaihi raajiuun.