By Raihanah Bint Abdul Hakeem
Grandma got to the hospital shortly after the doctor finished speaking with us, We informed her of the situation on ground and she couldn’t bare Aliyah undergoing the Caesarean section. Mas’ud explained to her as it was compulsory for her to do it as stated by the doctor since she’s unable to give birth on her own.
Mas’ud paid the bills for the operation, then we went to the doctors’ office to sign the letter of approval in carrying out the operation. The doctor, however said since all neccesary arrangements has been made, the operation would be carried on immediately.
The hospital waiting room smells of sickening odour, all filled with mixture of antiseptic. Grandma keeps straggling from one corner of the room to another, while I sat quietly next to Mas’ud praying hopefully for the operation to be a successful one. I could see from his moving lips as he chants the adhkaar.
Getting close to an hour, the doctor came from across, removed his gloves and threw them in a dust bin. He signalled to the nurse on seat as he muttered to her something which we didn’t hear.
Hurriedly, I rushed to meet him, “Doctor, how is she?” I asked.
“She’s fine…still performing the operation.” He said as he left.
Grandma later sat down on a chair, as we all decided to chant our adhkaar in our minds. I held Mas’ud hands in mine and told him, he’s got to be brave and Allāh’s willing everything will come out fine. Sure, we would hear the mother as well as the child.
It was getting closer to noon and we haven’t observed the Asr prayer, a Masjid was close by and we immediately observed the Asr prayer and left for the hospital. On arrival, at the hospital, the nurse informed us that the doctor had asked about us. We thanked the nurse happily as we headed to the doctor’s office.
On his hand was a pen and a paper, he fixed his gaze to a book and then to us. He adjusted his glasses. And he spoke calmly,
“I called for you earlier but the nurse said you went to observe your prayers, right?”
“That’s true, doc….So how is my wife and the baby. Can we go to see her now?” Mas’ud asked smiling.
“Errrmmm…….Mr Mas’ud”. He said. Mas’ud replied with the affirmative. “Do you believe in your Lord?”. He said again.
“Of course, I do!”
The doctor stared from me to Mas’ud, and from Mas’ud to me, “I’m sorry to say this…..we tried our best.” He said patiently.
“Doctor, please go straight to the point.” I said impatiently.
The words came like a bomb, like a surprise, unexpectedly, and I wished the wall could open itself so I could get swallowed. “We lost her…..I’m sorry Mr Mas’ud….. We lost both her and the baby.”
“How…?” Mas’ud shouted violently.
“She was bleeding profusely. It was uncontrollable! I’m so sorry…..we tried our best.” The doctor said sadly.
Mas’ud stood up, staggered to the sharp end of the wall, hit his hand hard to the wall, I could hear him cry, I could hear him sob hardly. “Do you mean, Aliyah is dead?” He muttered.
“Inna Lillahi Wa Ina illaehi rajiun……. No, this isn’t true.” I hit my hand on the table. “Subhanallah, no it’s not true. She promised we are going to a place this evening. No, no…..” My mind seems void as my face was welled with tears.
Sadly, Aliyah was buried according to the Islamic rites. And, Mas’ud couldn’t bear himself as he keeps sobbing every night.
“And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient. Who, when disaster strikes them, say, “Indeed we belong to Allah , and indeed to Him we will return.”Those are the ones upon whom are blessings from their Lord and mercy. And it is those who are the [rightly] guided.
“Or you think that you will enter Paradise without such (trials) as came to those who passed away before you? They were afflicted with severe poverty, ailments and were so shaken that even the Messenger and those who had faith with him said, ‘When will the Help of Allah come?’ Yes! Indeed Allah’s help is close!” [ Al-Qur’an 2:214]
Written by Raihanah bint Abdul-hakeem