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.

My dream, why you doing this to me ? You never know how I through this. Dont ever dare to imagine how I through, you never can. I tired with all the tears, but I cant stop it. You said I am not doing anything, but I risk everything for you. I had given you everything, anything the heart, the love, the body, the soul, the life and live then I just let myself in pieces like a stupid. I want to scream even slap your face but I dont do because I know that not me. I am sick and I wont you and anyone feel pity to me. The pain and hurt which I willing to accept.