although i don't communicate with you as much as i do with your wife, that does not mean i don't care about you. it pains me to see you lying there helpelessly, tied down, with those foreign objects going through you. it also hurts me to see your wife hiding her vulnerability. knowing myself, it's not surprising that i barely shed a tear when i first saw you there, but i shed a couple on my way back home that same day. we never expected a common fever will lead you to these, we're sorry if we din't get any signs you were trying to send, if you ever did try.

but our pain is nothing compared to yours. i always wonder how you feel inside, i wonder how tiring it is for you to do simple things like opening your eyes, and blinking too, probably. we can't do much to make you feel better. the only thing we can afford to do is to shower you with our prayers and hope for a miracle.

everyone says you're a strong man. you were able to stay this far considering your condition. so, stay a lot longer now.

i've always believed there's a reason to everything. i still do now. and always will.

get well soon abah. we're all here waiting for you. amin