I remember the times during my secondary school days, I would drop by at Dzul's house after school. Playing computer games, sing our hearts out on whatever songs or simply just talk about schoolwork or girls. I knew his mum well. I vividly remember that she was a soccer fanatic, shouting "GOAL!" everytime there's a score. I'll get a shock evertime she shouts, each time we'll go and see what's the score. And her favourite club was Manchester Utd. Talkin about soccer evertime she has the opportunity. Her cooking skills was out of this world. I still can't get enough of her famous home made Nasi Briyani. She's a cool mum, caring towards Dzul. She's a very supportive mum, she's been proud of Dzul no matter what he does. Im just not saying this, its what i see from my own eyes, how great Dzul's mum is..

but God loves her more.

Sadly, she passed away bout a year ago.

Dzul's dad was there for him during his darkest moments. Having to lose his mum was especially hard for himself. His father, having to lose a loving wife, kept being strong. He kept being strong for his son's sake. Making sure there was someone for Dzul to hold on. Taking a role of mother, to continue caring for Dzul. His Dad was a great man too. He loves to drop in Dzul's room just to chat with us, anything from politics to sports to religion. He simply just love to talk. Sometimes I would learn 1 or 2 lessons from him, which i still keep close to my heart. Dzul will take time to teach his dad on how to use the com when he's lost about it. His dad was always willing to learn something new. Not afraid of being direct. Always making sure things go right. Like his mum, dad was the 'sporting' type. They may look old, but they're young at heart.

but God loves him more.

Not too long ago, at CGH.. he passed away.

Now, both of them are gone.
Im deeply saddened tat Dzul has to go through all this. I just hope he'll make it through well. I'm ready to give him support and help him, as long as I'm still alive.. Being the friend he would need.
Knowing what Dzul is going through, it makes me appreciate my parents more, when they are still around, being the pillar of my life. Love your parents, don't be rude to them, if its unintentional, apologise your mistakes now. You'll never when they'll be gone. When it is too late to say sorry.

This post is a tribute to Dzul's Dad, a man i knew only as Cik Ayoob.. As well as to his dear Mum.