I am the one who personally believe that trust is a
primary foundation of a family. It would be very beautiful to see each member
of family trust each other. A husband trusts in his wife, a dad trusts in his
son, a mother trusts in her daughter, and siblings trust each other.
If that foundation has been built well, than the other
good spirit will also be formed well-as time goes by. Trust matters.
In this case, i love how my mom treat me in my
adolescence-up until now.
She is the one who trust me almost of every single
permission in our ‘late-hour’ agreement. She won’t be that obsessive-compulsive
by chatting or calling me right each hour-checking where my position is. She
won’t be that panic by messaging my friends repeatedly whether i am with them
or not. No. She won’t be that afraid by telling my dad that i go out up until a
very late hour. No. Instead, she only ask me once where i will go and notice
that don’t going home too late, always guarding myself well, and don’t forget
to sholat. That’s it. She trust me, again and again, without being too over.
I love it. She’s such an adorable mom. She gives freedom
to me in a form of trust. And for that, i couldn’t say much except a huge
thanks for believing me up until now, not only in our ‘late-hour’ agreement,
but also in my phase of life-this far.
Love you Bu,
Hope Allah will always gives you a good health & long
life...
Bunch of love up in the air:*
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