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Biography

Lina Nurfiqah
I am totally taken by ~~OngNenChung~~
I love my bestfriends truckloads; they are my everything!
Just so yknow, I am in love with red roses and teddy-bears.
&& I am normal ; ~~I can be mean sometimes.~~

Be nice with me and I'll treat you the same (:

invite me;
lollypops-si.feeqah@hotmail.com

Zeriouslydesires

Wish I can have it!

Vaio Pink Laptop

Sidekicks Juicy Couture♥

Dslr Camera!

~~Full set of make-up!~~

~~Mini vacation with him♥~~

Full set of brushes.

~~;D Runway Fashion Show~~

Long hair, indeeeed!

5 Inch Heels and ~~Angle boots~~

...... too much!

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LADIES (:
Afifah Naqiyah
Amalina
♥Amal Farina
♥♥♥Amal Hayati
♥♥♥Anisah & Naufal
Aqiqah
♥♥Aryna Ladybug
Azah HAL
♥Ella Safri
Hajah Himmah
♥♥Hikmatull Su'aidah
♥Iffah Husna
Kufil
Mahirah
Mall J
Mas Amalina
Mazarina
Maziyah
Mumui
Nadzatul Nabilah
Nadzatul Nadhirah
♥♥Nadia Peranchis
♥♥Nikmatun Nabilah
♥Nisa
Nurafiqah
♥♥♥Nuraqidah
Nurhamizah@Icha
♥♥♥Nurul Haziyah
Qeen Jamil
Wadia'tul
Yayai
Yean Moka
Yetty Manaf
♥♥Yuyu Rahim

GENTLEMEN (:
Adeeb Badson
Ade Eraizat
Ahmad Faiz
Akif HAL
Alif HAL
Aaron
Dj Aliff 914
Duan
Hakim (SMSO)
Hakim (MD)
Harrith
Jekizan
Khalid
Luqman Hakim
Maly Lutzka
Mohammad
Ranoadidas
Relzz
Renzo
Sky Raven X
Sharif
Uncle Yeo
Yasir

Pastmemories

My past is part of my life.

♥ July 2008
♥ August 2008
♥ September 2008
♥ October 2008
♥ November 2008
♥ December 2008
♥ January 2009
♥ February 2009
♥ March 2009
♥ April 2009
♥ June 2009
♥ July 2009
♥ August 2009
♥ September 2009
♥ October 2009
♥ November 2009
♥ December 2009
♥ January 2010
♥ February 2010
♥ March 2010
♥ April 2010

Creditorials

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♥chocodiiction -lovesxoxo*
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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

.DON'T FORGET TO WAIT FOR ME ♥.

I remember my mom so well; the way she laughed, the way she talked, the way she smiled, the jokes she used to share with us and the way she cared about me (: My mother was a nurse, a very kind of nurse. We did more things together, we talked more often and she'd always, always listen to everything I had to share.

I never guessed that those good times would come to such an abrupt end.

On December13, my sister called me and told me that something was happened to my mom. When I heard that, I felt hot and cold all over at the same time. I couldn't speak. I couldn't make a sound. I just sat in my bedroom and began to cry. I went to the hospital and I watched all my family were burst into tears. My mom was there, lying on her bed and closed her eyes. Two doctors said my mom need an operation because of something inside her brain. We called that 'darah beku.'

Couple of days went by with the operation and everything was fine. My mom looked better and she could smile. She could talk and laugh with us. But, after few days, she started to get worse with each passing days. I watched her, that strong, amazing, fearless woman that I once knew, became weak, sick and tired. As the week went on, she could no longer eat and she was worse than ever before.

I tried to believed that everything would be all right.
That everything would go back to normal again.

I still remember. On December 28, I spent the night with my mom. I was sick at the time; I got high fever. I sat by her bed and watched her slept, and she looked so peaceful. It was really hard for me to see her the way she was though, with IVs in her hands and tubes all over. I tried my best to be strong, but I couldn't.

On the night of December 29, I spent my night at my aunt's home. My fever was getting higher than before. I lay awake that night, thinking about next morning and, for some reasons, fearing it. Maybe I knew or maybe I had a sense that something was going to happen. In the morning, when I was woke up, I checked my hand-phone and there were 13 missed call; from my brothers and sister. And, the phone was silent! I blamed my self about that.

My aunt took me to the hospital and everyone was there. I sat down on a chair next to the restroom and I overheard my dad and brothers were talking to the doctor. "I am so sorry Sir. All you can do is just praying," the doctor said. I saw my brother walked in front of me and he was crying. I didn't cry, though. I tried to ask my dad but my sister stopped me. I went to see my mom with my sister. She looked so sick, so thin, but I held back my tears. I didn't want her to hear I am crying. I walked over her bed and hold her hand.

I whispered into her ear, "Mom, I am waiting for you here and I'll always be. Please, wake up!" and kissed her forehead.

Then, my sister hugged me and kissed my mom's cheek and said, "We love you mom." My dad talked to my siblings and I that my mom was comma and he wanted us to be strong and pray for her. Thats the only way we could do! And, my mom need a machine to breathe, she couldn't see us but she could hear us. One week, we talked to her and wished she could talk to us. Everyday, I kissed her forehead, hoped that she could wake up. I didn't attend my first day of school and I didn't celebrate the new year of 2007.

On January 6, 2007, the day which changed everything in my life. I stayed in one room (restroom) and fall asleep. Mu uncle told me that I should eat something to eat but I refused. I am so tired, I didn't have enough sleep and I got headache. Then, I slept to rest my mind. Near 4pm, my brother woke me up and told me that I should visit my mom. I burst into tears when I woke up. I ran to my mom's room and ready to read Surah Yassin, I still crying.

Beep.. Beep.. Beep.. 4:O3 pm

The sound from the machine! I looked my dad and the doctor came over to her bed. I heard he said, "It's the time. I am so sorry!" My dad told us that she was gone. She leave us for eternity. I am speechless. My second brother was beside her, holding her hand and crying. My older brother didn't say any words, he was standing near the wall. My third brother collapsed on the floor and my sister was hugged by my grandma. I saw her lifeless body, just lying there, motionless. I don't know what to do; I was so confused. I just started crying and hugged my dad. I wanted to scream but I knew there was nothing to do.

To this day, almost two years after my mother's death, I think about all those people crying for one woman, for my mother. I think a lot of different things. I think about how she isn't suffering anymore and how she is up in heaven with her mother smiling down at me. I think about how she won't be there for my graduation, and she won't be able to see me in my weeding, but I also think about how she'll always be here for me; how she'll forever in my heart.

If I could say one thing to her right now, and she would be able to hear it, it would be like this... Mama, Fiqah sayang mama. Don't forget to wait for me ♥

The Owner,
Lina Nurfiqah ♥

Labels: Family., Memories.

♥written by yours truly

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