Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Page 16, Chapter 2 - Home Is Where Our Story Begin

Towards them, 
There are so many things I am sorry for and feel sorry for.
In my rebelled years (few years ago), they always be there - standing still. 
Watching a me, who can't be controlled by comforting words.  
Even I've always thrown out my tantrum, saying those offensive words, 
but at my side is where they stand still. 

Family.
Having a family who you feel most safest, happiest and comfortable to be with is the greatest gift. How could I asked more from Allah when all I did is disobey Him? 
I can talked about my feelings (unfiltered) with my parents. 
My family knows whose my first crush is, and I keep updating them about the second, third and ... 
What else can I ask for? 
Isn't it rude to ask more when I already have so much? 

In few recent years,
I've found myself being so clingy with my family. I want to appreciate them more from today onward, and I hope this sincere feeling can reach their heart. And all I hope is, my action will prove my words. 

Yesterday, mama called me. I was sleeping actually when I heard my phone rang. 
It was Saturday and MIMET was blacked out, so the only way to cheat from feel 
like being grilling is sleep. When my voice out, mama quickly say that I shouldn't sleep at this hour. "mesti tengah meniarap atas katil ....." at this very point, I was totally awake. Because, yeah, I did answer mama called on the bed - meniarap. "Macam mana tahu ni?" I asked. "Mama boleh nampak dari jauh" and I was, God, is it really the truth? Haha. 

Guys, parents know us more than we think they would. 
They might missed a few things about us, but don't you think that there are so much more that we should thank them for? Lets put aside our ego when it comes about our parents and siblings. Tell them how much you love them, how much you missed them and say sorry when you are at fault. Where would you find the true love story if you didn't start it within your family?

Bye,
Assalammualaikum.