I have not shed a tear. Could not…until I read Kak Teh‘s blog. And that was when my anger had turned from fear to sorrow. I held my daughter close to my chest last night. So close that I hurt for Nurin’s mother. And I rocked Kitreena in my arms like I did the moment God bestowed her into my arms. I pray today, like all mothers do…that we don’t live to see our daughter’s tombstone.
Questa è Enida 
Wiz and nida,
It would be a good idea for both of you to register your precious daughter in any of the martial art classes! Take a pick – silat, judo, karate, kickboxing, wushung, tae-kwando.
i am praying hard so that the beast’s days are numbered.
Salam Enida,
Last night after terawikh with my children, I offered my doa to Nurin – so young, so innocent but whose life so cruelly terminated. I said prayers for Allah to protect my children, and all children. Pls take care, keep your daughter close to you.
Salam Enida,
I didn’t want to start crying coz if I did I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop. It hurts so much to see a beautiful little girl like Nurin tortured to her death. Like you, I turned to my daughter and hugged her (she’s too big to be craddled) and reminded her never to stray away from me. She likes to play hide and seek, she hides and we frantically seek, and she has promised to constantly hold my hand from now on. I guess at this day and age it’s acceptable to be over protective of your kids. I am very! Take care.