On 20th April 2013, approximately at 1:40 pm, my uncle took his last breath in Hospital Queen Elizabeth 2(SMC). His lose will be missed by everyone. Rest in peace my dear uncle. ;')

   After finished attending the church and having a potluck with the church members in Country Height SDA Church, we made our way home.In the car, my mom asked my dad "Shall we straight go visit him (Bekit) or later in the evening about 4 pm like that?". "Let's visit him now," my dad answered promptly. When we reached the hospital, only me and my mother visited him. My dad, Elviana and Elmaxron just stayed in the car to take care of our small brother, Eron. They decided to wait for us.

   As we walked down the aisle to late uncle's ward, me and my chubby mom had our casual conversation about him. "We'll go to Level 8 if he's not in his ward." My mom told me. Level 7 is the ward for people who having cardiac severe health problems while Level 8 is ICU.

   The ward was right in front of our eyes but we were puzzled as the blue curtains were pulled across his ward. I could see legs of unknown people were travelling behind the curtains. Nevertheless, I surely could make a guess that one of the owner of the legs was a nurse. Yep. No doubt at all.

  The surface of the curtains were at the end of my nose. I was in dilemma yet scared. Should I just open the curtains without asking for permission? But if I ask.. How would I arrange my words so that the words expelled from my mouth are polite and do not interrupt the well-going scene which had also make me come to endless unverified conclusions about what was going on actually. @@

   My mom ordered me to pull the curtains. My courage and dignity were on the dice. I strecthed out my head and my cousin, Vvyane Vee stared at me. She examined my face like she didn't know me at all. "UI BIE!". "Eh, thought you were the doctor". LOL.! GET REAL! MAH FACE ? A DOCTOR? haha

So, I think my story will be endless. to make it shorter, yes, my uncle passed away in front of me. i saw his fingers going to black and after 3 times breathing in, he remained stiff on his bed. yeps, so shocked. while the others were busy calling the doctor and stuff, i checked his pulse on his hand. i felt nothing but just a cold hand.

anyway, there's a comforting text i picked from the bible Romans 14:8 For if we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord. So then, whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s.

true! :) to my aunt and cousins. let should not grieve for his dead but rejoice because he's not longer suffering in this world. jesus christ our God put him into restt. we should meet him again on Jesus Second Coming. :)

Thats all for nawwww! paapapapai muaahh

”It is better for me to die in behalf of Jesus Christ, than to reign over all the ends of the earth.” ~ Ignatius of Antioch

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