A nightmare, the day I lost one of the most important people in my life..

25 June 2012, I do not think that I will forget this day for the rest of my life. It was a day like any ordinary day,I called my mum after work to have a chat with her. Reached home, I just rush to the kitchen to cook dinner for my dear. It was after dinner, I took a glance at my hp and realize my mum has been calling me for more than 5 times. Was worried and immediately return her call.She told me that daddy never went home. It was 8pm that time.I got panic the moment I heard this. In my heart, I knew something bad must have happen to him but I do not want to make mum worried therefore I told my mum to go to his office to search for him.I was freaking scared, my hands are cold. Was thinking on the next move,while I keep calling my daddy's hp number. Decided to call up Digi to trace my daddy's number.The moment I got the location(which serving site), I ask my mum to go with my uncle to find daddy.I couldnt do anything at all except waiting for my mum to call. At 11pm, mum decided to report police and continue with the search by contacting all the hospital. We thought that perhaps he was fainted , therefore unable to reach us. I do not wish my mum to go through the night without anyone helping her, thus I decided to rush back home with my hubby. On the way back,my mum called and inform me that my dad has passed away.She was crying on the phone.It was my hubby driving at that time.I was seriously shocked when I heard the news. I didn't burst into tears as I do not want to affect my hubby's mood.But after a while, I couldnt control myself any longer. Tears were flowing down when I think about my daddy.Reaching home around 3am. Mum still not back yet.My daddy died at the construction site and I didnt know the way to go there thus I waited at home. I called mum few times and she told lots of reporters were there and the police doesnt allow her to go near to my daddy's body. When she came back home, her face was pale. I told my hubby to go to bed while I comfort my mum. She burst into tears telling me she doesnt know how to go on with life without my daddy around. I just hug her and told her ,she still got us. It was 4am, and I feel time was ticking very very slow. I couldnt sleep with my mind keep thinking on what happen to my daddy. Tears keep flowing. Mummy was beside me and we comfort each other.Never come across my mind this day will come so fast where the pillar strength of the family will leave us and return back to God.The body was at the Hospital Ipoh mortuary therefore we woke up early in the morning to go to hospital.Mummy was sad and didnt have much appetite. As daughter, I feel the pain of seeing my mum in such a way but there is nothing to be done. Comforting words helps but I dun have the ability to make the pain away. The undertaker was there at the mortuary and there was a delay in claiming my daddy's body due to he has to undergo post mortem first. In between, we went with the undertaker to settle the rest of the things for the wake. At last, the moment came for us to identify and claim the body. It was only me, mum and my hubby there. Elder sis was on the way back and Jolly was at the university. I went inside with my mum.It was very cold inside. I hold my mum as I afraid she will collapse. There lies my daddy's body covering with a white cloth. The hospital attendant open the cloth,it was at that moment, I feel the pain,it was as if a very long sharp knife stab through my heart. Words cannot describe how hurtful it is to see the one u loved lie there motionless with big stitches across his body. Quickly, we said yes, and we left the room as both of us cant bare to look further. Tears start to roll on our eyes.I thank god my sisters was not there to go through this. It was just a short moment but that moment has a huge impact. The news was on NTV7 and TV3 the following night. It was on newspaper,internet as well. Phone calls non stop, relatives was there. I stay strong as I know,there are so much things to be done. Everything was handle by me, as my sis need to take care of her kids. Each time I saw my daddy pic, and during the prayers, I cant control my tears.He was a good father to me and my sisters. I keep reminding myself, he is now in a better place. Life still have to go on.It was really hard times and never a day, i wont think about my daddy. I believe time will heal the wound. It was only one month, and all of us needs time to get over it.The memories of my daddy will always stay inside my mind.