Ive been in Dengkil,Selangor this evening after class. A shocking call from my sister, she's gone. Though im not that close with, but still im her niece.
We arrived just before Zuhur Prayer. She's been fully covered with white clothes when we arrived. Few minutes after, we went to the mosque to pray and heading straight to the cemetry. Its been raining when we do the 'zikir'. I think the weather too feel the sadness.
Poor the children. They have been crying when the 'zikir' is held. But i know they will be stronger from now on. Good luck cousins!