love, always.

This page is not about rage but about love. I love my baby, nur insyirah. I’m a father that is struggling to get custody of my beloved baby, and I am Lokman. I cannot save my family anymore. My wife has gone into a cult-like movement involving her family and a spritual leader from middle east. Don't get me wrong.. i love my wife so much too.. but i cannot save her anymore. she's in too deep. My only hope now is to save my baby.

For me, it started when the spiritual leader asked her family to separate me with my wife and family. That was the story back in march 2008. it's all history now. My sad story is long. Daily heart-ache, simply from not being able to see my baby daily and many more things.. just too many. Maybe some of these pictures might be a small window on how cruel my wife's family is on myself and my baby..i only hope you all understand and may God help me with my struggle.

Initially, everytime i want to see my baby, I will be guarded by 2 guys whom declare themselves as bonzers. After i made a police report and handed over this picture to the police, they were no longer present.

This picture is one of many occassions where my mother was denied request to see her own grand children. We use the law and wrote letter through a lawyer to allow me to bring baby to my mother, but my wife’s family just laughed at us and still deny our request. It has been 2 months now since my mother last see her grand daughter. She told me, “ this is more painful than losing your late sister”

Baby insyirah never got flu when I took care of her. This picture showed her first flu and i was very sad. At this same moment, the hankerchief that was used to wipe her nose fell on the dusty floor. My wife’s aunty still use the hanker to wipe her off. My heart was broken into pieces.

This is one of the most heart breaking moments. My wife’s mother just left my baby outside the house on the floor for me to visit. You see that on the baby’s right is a car being parked. This is very heart-breaking. You can even see her mother immediately trying to hide this after she saw me taking pictures.

It is just too small to see. But during this visit, my baby was swarmed with tiny black ants. I initially killed some when they started biting my baby. Then, i realized that there were so many of them. During this time, my wife was having a good time going for shopping spree in jakarta for more than a week. I was very heart broken.

The purpose of this page is to continue hoping and learning from all of you. It is to share some of my painful experiences so that you may understand and help in one of these ways:-

1) i hope that everyone whom reads this page is able to understand my position. I appreciate any emails of support and maybe any advices on how to go through this painful process. my email is at lmnitm@hotmail.com.

2) I'm preparing this battle for baby custody and learning about how to win this legal battle. i have a lawyer but i appreciate if others out there can give some legal pointers on how to win this application. my email is at lmnitm@hotmail.com.

3) I also hope to gain some support and prayer from people whom can understand. Either you know me or not, i hope you can sympatize and remember me and my baby in your prayers.

4) For you guys out there who really know me and my family, some of the things that you can do to help:-

a. Advise my wife to come back to islam and be a better mother and if she cannot, let me take care of the baby.
b. Boycott her family shops in kota kinabalu, sabah. they are funding my wife to leave overseas and possibly separate her and the baby. worse, they might even take the baby outside the country.
c. Advise my wife's family not to follow their syeikh (spiritual leader). It is shirik to ask for future happenings either for business or personal. Come back to Islam, and learn from all scholars and not blindly follow only one ustaz or a syeikh.