Bismillah
I write this cause I miss you too much, yes too much cause I really want to feel you again. Anyway, I’d love to imagine I have a conversation with you in my room at night. Here we go!
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Mom: Nak, how are you? Sorry for not looking after you lately. Hope you’ll be my great daughter and always remember not to forget ur God
Me: Don't worry Mom, I will look after myself well. Promise. Just be happy there yah
Mom: Alhamdulillah, how about ur room? got a world war, huh? You’re almost 20 yo, anyway. *looking around*
Me: Yes, I will clean up my room regularly, Mom. *smile with showing my teeth*
Mom: *hug me so tightly* next April is ur 20, rite? Dear, you may have to start to concern bout ur heart. Heart is precious thing, did you know? A relationship takes a lot of effort. It takes your energy. Your feelings. Your heart. Your being. Make sure it's worth it.
Me: *tears go down* Yes, Mom. I won't let anyone break my heart again. Swear it.
Mom: why are you crying, dear?
Me: *sigh* See, Mom? You've taught me a lot, I listened to you though you might think I didn't. I love you.
Mom: I love you too *give her best smile*
Me: Don't worry about me, Mom. I'm not saying that I'm perfect, because I'm not at all.. But I know what I'm doing. Mom, you've given everything you had to me and I'll make you proud. The best I could.
Mom: Nak, how are you? Sorry for not looking after you lately. Hope you’ll be my great daughter and always remember not to forget ur God
Me: Don't worry Mom, I will look after myself well. Promise. Just be happy there yah
Mom: Alhamdulillah, how about ur room? got a world war, huh? You’re almost 20 yo, anyway. *looking around*
Me: Yes, I will clean up my room regularly, Mom. *smile with showing my teeth*
Mom: *hug me so tightly* next April is ur 20, rite? Dear, you may have to start to concern bout ur heart. Heart is precious thing, did you know? A relationship takes a lot of effort. It takes your energy. Your feelings. Your heart. Your being. Make sure it's worth it.
Me: *tears go down* Yes, Mom. I won't let anyone break my heart again. Swear it.
Mom: why are you crying, dear?
Me: *sigh* See, Mom? You've taught me a lot, I listened to you though you might think I didn't. I love you.
Mom: I love you too *give her best smile*
Me: Don't worry about me, Mom. I'm not saying that I'm perfect, because I'm not at all.. But I know what I'm doing. Mom, you've given everything you had to me and I'll make you proud. The best I could.
Mom: take care, dear. you know i'll always here beside you and love you
Me: hmmm *fall asleep*
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Salam
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