A note from our hero s fiancé Nehal El Barhmtoushy A week ago he waited eagerly to come back from Paris so we can celebrate our anniversary together and I excitedly waited for him, and waited and waited and waited but he never came back... Mohamed Mamdouh Assem was known and loved by tons of people, by those who knew him and those who didn't. Some call him the co-pilot of Egypt Air 804, some call him a co-worker, some call him a friend, and some call him a brother... But I, I call him my fiancé to be, my partner, my other half, my soulmate, my backbone, my best friend, my man, and my one and only. I was advised not to see the crap the media says unless I was ready. Now I stand and say stop spreading shitty rumors about someone you have absolutely no clue how he's like. The very ignorant journalists didn't do him justice and neither will people no matter what anyone says. For those who didn't have the honor to know him here is a brief glance of how he was like: He was simply the best human I knew after my deceased father. He had a spectacular personality, was so full of life, was super funny, was very cheerful and optimistic. He effortlessly made anyone laugh in the worst of days and his presence drew smiles on people's faces. He spread happiness wherever he went and people loved his company. I've never seen someone our age in his kindness and generosity; it's crazy how giving he was. His golden heart was the purest I've ever known. He was a man of his word, was very supportive, and he helped everyone around him whenever he had the chance. He was truly a beautiful human being, beautiful in every way possible, and people would kill to have a reputation like his. He was unbelievable; too good to be true. Regarding his work, he was one of the incredibly good pilots in Egypt Air despite his young age and captains used to fight to have him on their scheduled flights. He didn't just have 2,766 flying hours, he had more than 3400 flying hours. He flew a plane before he started even driving a car. Indeed flying was his passion, his dream since he was 4. He was a very responsible person so he would always put the passengers first and would risk his life for their safety. He never feared death and always said if I have few moments to live I will live them as a man. My guardian angel was a man by all means. As I experience this catastrophe, I'm still having a hard time to accept the ugly truth and comprehend that the man I love and all the other victims on the doomed plane did not land safely and was bombed due to a terror attack. Thus, I promise I will stand in front of God in the hereafter and will not forgive each and every one responsible for this incident. Regardless of my grief, my heartache and anger, I won't be selfish and will always be very happy for him. He deserves nothing but the best of the best of the best. He wasn't just an ordinary person or a victim of a tragedy, he left this world as a hero and I'm certain that my martyr didn't die, he only flew higher where he deserves to be. He doesn't belong in this cruel world, he's meant to be in the highest level of Paradise with his beloved mother. Those who knew him were very lucky to have known such an amazing soul, yet I was the luckiest. He lit up my world at a time it was very dark, was the shoulder I can lean on, and my smile when I didn't have one. He loved me in the most passionate way, always took care of me and always had my back. He was my protection and source of happiness. He meant the universe to me. No one has ever touched my heart like he did and I've never loved anyone the way I loved him. I loved his heart, soul, mind, and every small bit of him. He swept me off my feet. I wanted nothing from this world but to spend the rest of my life with him and for us to grow old together. He was my blessing, a gift from God, and for that I'll forever be thankful to Allah for making us cross each other's roads. Words will never really express what I have for him in my heart or tell how much I love him or miss him. He lives inside me and will always do. I sort of envy his sister Hadeel Assem and his family who happens to be my sister and family now for spending more time with him than I did but I know this is not the end... Till we meet again my love. إن لله و إن اليه راجعون I hope this is a good enough message to the world that Muslims and Egyptians are not terrorists. We don't fear death and will always stand still in hardships. You can't break us because we have The Utterly Just, The Avenger, The Magnificent with us; God. ‪#‎MS804‬