This
is a story about my mom and dad’s romance. One day, when I cleaned the house –
my routinity every holiday – I found a book on a corner. It was 2008, when my
parents have come from the Holy Land – Mecca. I opened that book a red the text. Actually, it was my mom’s diary! The diary
told about her feeling when she was in Mecca. Every moment was a great moment,
of couse. But, a point that I like was about her love story there. She wrote
that she spent a lot of time with her husband a.k.a my dad. She felt so
romantic there because they could pray together. It reminded me too with one of Doel Sumbang’s song – Duriat Madinah. Hmm, my mind flied into myself and my little brothers. Here, in
our house, my parents were so busy and tired because of us and how to manage
our little family well. But there, might be, they forgot about us for a while.
They focused on their responsibilities to Allah and it made they romantic. They
really enjoyed time they closed to Allah and also closed each other. It became
their own romantic story and it made their love stronger. Hopely J
Handsome
boy ‘n cute girl, wkwkwk :p
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