๐ 11:50PM in Sabah — Heart Still at Home
It’s 11:50pm now. I can’t sleep. My body’s tired, but my heart’s even more exhausted. Mama’s in Sabah for work, but both kids the first and the youngest are down with fever at home.
Ayah texted earlier, saying the next dose for Emir is at 3am. His body’s still warm. Tonight marks the second night of fever. Last night, I stayed up until 2:30sm to give him the fever suppository. He started shaking because his body was burning hot. I was scared — helpless, honestly.
O Allah, sickness comes from You, and healing too. Please grant my children full recovery. Protect them, even when I can’t be there to hold them.
This morning, when Emir send me off to the office, his face looked so sad. That look stayed in my mind the whole flight. I told my sister last night that both kids were sick and I had to fly to Sabah in the morning. She replied,
"Insha allah, all is well. Allah will protect them."
That one line… somehow eased my heart a little.
It’s not easy being a mom and having to juggle work and family — especially when your babies are unwell. But I keep reminding myself: Allah is the best protector.
Tonight, I’m praying quietly from miles away — for their healing, for strength, and for peace in this restless heart. ๐
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