In Memory of My BIG Sister

I’m certainly sure that anyone who came to this funeral and all people out there knows who Miranti was. She was known by other people around her as Iera and sometimes she would proudly ask to be called “Kechil” by many of her pals. She befriended anyone, she was absolutely friendly and an easy-going person. Not surprisingly, she was famous at her campus. Everybody knows her.

She was a sister of mine. Iera was the eldest and the cutest sister in family; she was my BIG sister even though she was small in size compared to my other siblings. But believe me, size really doesn’t matter for her because she fought to do a lot of things that we couldn’t, mainly because she liked to try new things in her life. She was a good role model that I ever had after my mother. When I was a baby, it was she who took care of me after our mother. She was seventeen when our mother entrusted her to take care of me. She was the one who changed my diapers all the time. And it was she who combed my hair. Because of that, I became her favorite sister and she was my favorite sister as well.

She was definitely the best sister that we ever had. Even though she kept being bossy and nagging us when something went wrong, she was very gentle and soft in and out, and that was our “kakak”. She was also a good listener who listened to other people’s problem and tried to give them any possible solutions that she could. She brought cheers and happiness to our family with her words and smiles. When our parents especially mama scolded us due to our misconduct, it was again she who comforted us. She was there for us when we needed her so much and be the one who caught all our tears. She was really concerned about cleanliness. I once remembered when she told each and every one of us that to know whether or not someone is concerned about his/her cleanliness was by looking into their fingernails especially their toenails.

She was a strong young lady who strived for her live deeply. She was an ambitious person and that was the reason most importantly why papa and mama really loved her. They believed in kakak that someday she will be able to succeed in her study and her live well. They have entrusted kakak to take over our company business someday.

She managed to pursue her Master’s degree in Business Administration in one of the university in United Kingdom. When she decided to go there, all of us especially me was very much sad because frankly this is the first time when she has to be away from us. She got full support from papa because it was him that successfully “brainwashed” her to go there.

It was her dream to have a family of her own when she received her Master’s degree in Business Administration and returned home. Unfortunately, a couple of month later we were surprised that our charming kakak was being hospitalized because of her illness-severe illness I would say. She was diagnosed with leukemia and doctor said it was too late for her and so that she only has a few weeks left. Kakak had kept that secret alone and no one knows about it including myself; no wonder she behaved differently. Only God Knows how I felt when knowing that my BIG sister is dying in front of my eyes. All of us were there to accompany her. When facing with this difficult situation she was calm and smiles were always there on her face but deep inside I know that she wasn’t. Kakak was a tough person and she was very strong indeed. Allah SWT loves her more than we do and my BIG sister breathed her last breath on that gloomy day.

She was the best daughter of our parents.

She was the best sister that we ever had.

She was the best listener and motivator ever.

She was the best buddy for her friends.

She was indeed everybody’s favorite.

We adore you kakak comel…

You will always in our memory…

We love you...

Now that my BIG sister wasn’t here anymore with us let’s pray for her so that Allah SWT will placed and granted her to be among of the Muslimin in the heaven. May Allah SWT Bless you and May you rest in peace my dear kakak. Al Fatihah.