Right after the maghrib prayers, i got a call from my mum, shes in mecca doing her umrah, owh dunno why suddenly i jus miss my mum, shes the best mother, remind me of my younger days, owh lord, ive always make my mum sad, im not as bright as abangah, so my result always disappoint her. As usual, she'll accept my result with a tear in her heart, i knew it. But as a kid, i always think, its ok, mak is not crying, so why should i? But as i grew up i realise that everytime i get a good result, she'll be freakingly happy, so now, i promise to her, ill study even harder,
And ive made a promise to my self, ill bring her to mecca one day, that is my main aim, of course ill bring abah too, u guys are the most influential person to my life, abah is the coolest dad,
Mak abah, i love u guys, and as a son, u guys r my main priority.
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