bismillah,
assalamualaikum.
tonight is the night when a holy month gets started. and i am now sitting in front of my lappy with the tv switched on for me to glance to when the drama is on the air, and to ignore when it comes to advertisements. realizing how much Allah loves us, for letting us to stay alive until now, to repent and to never stop in seeking for His forgiveness and blessings. tonight, this beautiful and tranquil night, i feel like to write about parents' love.
yes, they always keep worrying when we are away and this sometimes may make us feel uncomfortable for being forbidden to go out, hanging out. but we have to be awake that none will be worried about us, none will love us more than our parents do. we do have relatives, we do have friends, lecturers etc. but we will never find any love greater than our own parents'. perhaps humans will realize this fact when parents are taken away.
i always hope and always want to make my parents proud of me, from i was a small kid until the day i close my eyes, ending this life. being the one whom they find an apple of their eyes, and someday when people were talking good about me, my parents can raise one side of their eyebrows while saying, "that's my daughter!". i always want to die before them as i can't imagine how my life would be without them. and for those who like to take advantages of my parents, no matter who you are, what relation we do have, i just wanna let you know that i really hate you and will never like you, even though i pretend to be good to you just only for the sake of my parents.
however, as we have had already knew, life is just like a wheel, having its very own ups and downs. my life is too. i have ever experienced how it feels when we are at the top, and how it feels when we are at the bottom. i have to believe them as my qada' and qadar. but what i really hope is, i would never give up to stand again as this life is a journey, a battle that would never stop.
