Well recently saya kecewa sangat dengan ibu dan bapa saya.
The act of one results in how the other one act.
And I couldn't handle this disappoinment very well this time. I am not good at it. Maybe because they are the one I love the most, in this world.
I feel like the love and care for them is not there. It is the worst feelings I ever had, not loving your parent, when they are so teruk and at their worst time of their life.
And today.
Semalam sebenarnya. Terbaca tulisan seorang bapa tentang betapa dia redha dia ada 4 anak perempuan, takde anak lelaki. Rasulullah janji, kalau ada 3, 2, 1 anak perempuan, boleh masuk syurga pd pintu mana2pun. Walaupun org duk sibuk cakap kat lelaki (bapa) tersebut supaya usahakan dpt anak lelaki, dia kata, apa nak risau? Ketetapan Allah is there.
So do I have to, in my case.
Kalau dah ditakdirkan (oh my sakitnya menaip ini) my parent cerai, i have to bear with it. Dan ditakdirkan abah ada isteri lain pun, bear with it! Terima je. Allah yg atur hidup ni begini.
Sabar, syukur. Ingat Allah.
Well I miss my sane parent.
I miss my sane mother. Yang lembut penuh kasih sayang, ceria dan tak takut apa2. Tak takut kehilangan apa2. Tak takut hilang suami.
The disaster that happens to my parent indeed make me woke up from a long dream: aku sebenarnya tak pernah sedia diuji.
Life is indeed full of surprises.
Even after 3 years, it is still hard to believe this. And sometimes it did feel even harder when you see your mother lost her mind sometimes.
Redha kin, redha.
Allah ada. Jangan takut.
Bila Allah menetapkan bagi kita sesuatu, maka bertakwalah. Pastinya Dia menetapkan bagi kita jalan keluar.
Allah Maha Baik!
