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 always give support, I turn back to Allah, I surrender to Allah for what Allah has desired, because alloh better know the best for his servant. After that,Alhamdulilah my mother healed and can through ramadhan with me, my brother, father and grandmother at home.Ied Mubarok passed happily.
    ‎  Maybe I have not been a good child and devoted to my parents, even if ordered by them I often say "ahh", "ih", "that", "this", but when my mother is sick, that is how deeply felt the loss of affection the parents who always advise me, that's where the sadness and the very strongest. From that moment and until now, if I feel or do not feel made a mistake, I prefer to apologize first. Apologizing does not mean all those mistakes are upon us, but with apology we are more able to tolerate our deficiencies and lack of others, and forgive sincerely for what has happened. Hence love your parents and respect them. Pray and always ask for prayer and blessings to your parents,because the blessing of God is the blessing of the parents.