I dreamed of him, my dream. He came to hospital to meet me. He said, where is your smile ? Then I smiled for him. He wiped my tears and caressed my hair. Later on I saw him cried in saying, my angel ... wake up, wake up ... please wake up. Then, I saw my mother cried also. Then I felt so light as like the cotton. I thought in that dreamed I died. Maybe it was a signed from allah for me.