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Epilogue

The vigil is over.

 

From Him we come, and to Him we return.

 

Al-Fatihah for my late grandmother.

May Allah take her soul into His care...

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Missus A said…
my condolences to you family...
may allah bless her soul, amin
Pearl Wong-Tey said…
my condolences to your family... Allah loves your gramps more and she is in a better place
affendik? said…
i'm sorry for your loss, sir
my condolences to your family
HE just loves her more...
azie said…
my deepest condolences to u n ur family sir.
Thank you all...
Your kind thoughts and well-wishes mean the world to us.
nadya.s said…
alfatihah and may your grandother rest in peace, allah love her more and she's in better place insyaAllah.

i think i uderstand ur feeling caring for ur grandma @ hospital. i didnt that few time, and the longest was last january. but shes well now, alhamdulillah.

my condolences again.

thanks for stopping by at my blog and my mission to improve my surah reciting is just a small gesture that need patience & practice. sometimes we tent to forget the small things yea? thank you again.
I'm with you dear.

/ailin
A t i Q a h said…
Sorry to hear that.
Alfatihah.
Greg Wee said…
Hi Abdullah. So sorry to hear that. My condolences. From Him we come, and to Him we return. Amen to that.
Yana Ismail said…
My condolences to your Family Sir..

Al-fatihah...
Assalamualaikum Abdullah,

Just wanna let you know, I am here.

/ailin

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