Unconditional love

Last night, my son did his shahadah, from page 16 to 21. It's the first juzuk of Al Quran. i told my husband not to make noise. i did my paper marking in the kitchen while my husband was watching his football world cup . A mute football match. I asked him to turn off the volume. Pity him. My husband looked bored and sleepy whereas i was excited and proud because i can't do what my son did. Even memorising only a few pages, i am still proud of him. I listened to my boy's hafazan and smiled. Then i remembered something important and went to my husband . I didn't want to disturb my son. So, i told my husband the story using my secret weapon - my soft, sexy voice complete with face expression to make it more interesting. I ended my story and looked at him, wanted to know his response. He said, " Awak cakap apa Yang, tak dengar". He couldn't hear what i said. Haiiiii really wasting my voice. What to do, i still love him with all my heart. At least, he tried to listen to my story.

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