When i was 16, i lost my wallet, which contained my IC in it. I didnt tell the parents about it. I didnt want to burden them, by forking out that $100 for my irresponsibility. I told myself that i'm no longer 12 and soon to graduate from high school. Thus, i need to instil some responsibilities in myself. That was the reason why i decided to search for jobs. The father didnt allow, as he wanted me to take up some extra courses instead. But i rejected the offer. I was happy and elated when i paid for my lost of IC. I was satisfied because it was my own hard earn money that i used. Till now, the parents didnt know about it. I never cried. Instead i positively took it as a challenge to go through life as a young adult.
I'm glad it happened a day after i bought ibu her all time wanting black bonia wallet for mothers day. I'm glad too that it happened few minutes after ive bought Cik Erna her favourite brownie from the Galilee for mothers day. At least Allah still gave me the opportunity to carve a smile on their faces. And i'm really happy and satisfied (:
I was eagerly waiting for Cik Erna at the Multimedia station. And the moment i saw her coming out from the counter, i straight away went to dedicate her the brownie. I didnt realize that they weren't in my possesion at that point of time. I didnt even realize that i took them out. It was really weird. Luckily i had transfered my $300 in the bank. Or i would have lost them instead of $100+
My coach wallet. Okay, i saved for months to buy that. And the rest of the Important/unimportant cards. And................... my favourite necklace. SubhanaAllah.
More saddening when both the neoprints that i took with the boy and the string that resembles us were inside, gone like the wind.
Would i lose you like how ive lost them? I never cried so hard when i lost something until tonight. I cried so bad that i had to lean against a wall somewhere near the Marine Parade bus stop and cried there alone. For once, i felt that i lost everything. Alhamdulillah, God is still there with me. Alhamdulillah, i didnt forget him. Alhamdulillah, He's the only one that i think about.
Perhaps, the one who took mine needs it more than i do. Perhaps, the one who found mine has his own reasons not to return them back to me. Just that i hope, he would use everything inside wisely. In every trials and sorrows He shoulders us, God has a reason. And i believe in that truly.
Ayah was initially furious with me. But later on, ayah came to my room and gave me a hug. With his soothing yet firm advices, i felt calm. Alhamdulillah, the mothers day celebration at home went well.
Ya Allah, sekiranya ini adalah dugaan yang harus aku tempuhi untuk menduga keimanan dan ketabahanku, aku dengan redha menerima segalanya. Harta, kekayaan dan segala hal ehwal keduniaan yang telah tersedia di muka bumi ini, sesungguhnya hanyalah buat sementara, jika dibandingkan dengan kepercayaan setiap Muslimin kepada Kau yang abadi.