"Sit with people who sinned and repented, for they have the softest of hearts"
-Umar ibn khattab R.A
Aariz's POV
Ammi said "Check the lights and see what's too much and whats less in the house, please" before leaving.
She sounded desperate and scared. Scared of leaving me in the house alone? She meant to tell me to be responsible. Does she not trust me? She thinks I'm irresponsible. I dont blame her though, I may look like a child to her, afterall I'm her son. "Yes ammi, I will, don't worry" I said and smiled to her, as she left hesitantly.
I continued peeling and cutting the potatoes into 4 pieces as ammi had instructed before leaving. Me, being the CEO of a multimillion dollar company, and cutting potatoes when I visit my parents at their home. I chuckled at the thought.
Isn't it wonderful to know you have two supports waiting for your happiness and success, who always have you in their prayers, who are full of unconditional love for you.
To know there's a place in this fake world, where you can be yourself without being judged. I've always loved and appreciated my parents, in my heart. I don't think I'll ever be able to tell them how thankful I am for everything they did and still do for me. It doesn't feel right to tell them, I may be a coward at these, confessing my love and gratitude, to anyone except the lord. It's easy with Allah.
But that doesn't stop me from visiting them every once in a while, helping them, talking to them, sharing my worries and listening to theirs as well.
Living a city away from them, even when I'm on my business trips, not a single day passes without me calling them and asking how they're doing. I don't have many friends who have a good relationship with their parents. And I can't help but tell them how much fun and peace they're missing.
My parents think I'm immature, I chuckled at that. They must wonder how I'm handling the company, maybe the people under me are doing a great job, yes they are, but they still need my aura to fix themselves everyday, if I take a day off, the whole company will drift off, hopefully not. But even if it does. The thought doesn't really bother me, it will drift off eventually, one day. If it's today or tomorrow, does that even matter? I'll live a little less luxurious lifestyle, or maybe even a one-bedroom apartment or a penthouse, or even less.
I've come from that lifestyle, It didn't suck, when I have Allah with me, my parents, my friends. Material things were never really the centre of my focus. I'd much rather live a poor life than a life with no motivation, no passion, no Eeman (ایمان).
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Misterio / Suspenso"He's literally perfect, he's steadfast on his deen, has a good relationship with Allah swt, he takes care of his family and parents, he's God-fearing, good-looking, self aware and whatnot what else does one want, Aiman" She squealed with excitement...
