Dear pal, if not for the concern that Allah might present His anger on me, I may need stated that my mum does not value to be referred to as a mom, she is simply opportune to have kids. All she is nice at is to make it possible for the house is tidy, her husband is blissful and her enterprise goes easily. She is much less concern about her kids effectively being. She has no concern on our _’Ibaadah_. She has no concern concerning the peer teams we moved with.
She hasn’t for as soon as cautioned me from posting my photos on social media. In truth, she may also press like button and remark positively on all my Facebook publish. My mum noticed how my father caressed me, how she took me in for personal dialogue and she or he did not confirmed curiosity in realizing what occurred to me or tried to seek out out what my dad and I mentioned. Is {that a} mom or… hmmm, _astagfirullah!!!_ Her dialogue is a narrative of one other day. And she will likely be saying that she goes to weekly programme… Well, let me proceed with my story.
Dear pal, inside per week that I stayed at dwelling. The incident occurred to me twice. But there was this sense that I’ve in me. I felt calm after the happenstances as if the answer has been proffered. What made me felt such was that I’ve shared my predicament with my dad. And I believed that he would give you an answer. Though, I did not know what the answer could be.
It was on a Friday even. After _Asr_ to be exact. My dad drove in, dashing out smile to everybody at dwelling. She referred to as me “Jedeedah my princess, I wish you go with me to ‘The Queen Supermarket’. I have some basic things to buy”
“Sweetie, make sure you shop for me too ooo!” Mum interjected.
“Trust me, you all deserve a special gift from me today inshaa Allah” Dad replied as he picked the automotive key from the centre desk. We each dashed to the automotive.
As we had been going, my dad requested we firstly department at Imam Agunbiade’s home and I consented. I used to be even planning to see Imam’s daughter earlier than as I’ve a Korean film (Waiting for Rain) to obtain from her cellphone through Xender.
As we obtained to Imam’s home, my dad and I had been warmly acquired by the household. We sat on the sitting room. Imam was watching Al-Jazeera. Mtcheew, Al-Jazeerah is a TV station that I hate. I used to be praying he modified the station to *Zee World* or *B4U*. Instead, he switched off the TV and directed a query to me:
“Jedeedah, your dad instructed me the challenges you’re going through in class. That is among the many main challenges of life. I instructed him to maintain calm as I imagine that Allah is in management. In Shaa Allah, I must recite _Ayatu Ruqyah_ for you, and I imagine that inshaa Allah, Allah will use it as a _sabab_ of goodness.
