I LOVE MY PARENTS
I do not know whether the story of my life experience is interesting to read for some people or not, but the important story is quite valuable to me and hopefully the reader can take the wisdom. At that time I was only 12 years old, just enter Junior High School and if is not wrong, I entered Senior High School 2 months before ramadhan. At that time my mother was sick, I can only grieve, cry, and can not do much. I only know that the mother must be treated in Bandung, that's all, I am confused with the circumstances at that time, I can only cry and hug my brother, when father and mother say will go to Bandung for treatment. When in Bandung, I settled in my sister's house with my brother, while my father was in hospital with my mother. I just visited and accompanied the mother from morning till afternoon. I felt broken hearted, all felt unfair, why Allah gave this test to my family, my heart keeps heating up, my mind is confused, but thanks God because family