sigh,

  There you have it. The two most important people in my life. My king and queen. The ones who took care of me, who taught me great things in life, and they are the very reason I am here today. They say you can choose your friends, but not your family. Im ever grateful with mine. Thank you Allah. Truly, i am blessed.

  For the next two weeks, i wont be hearing her yelling and shouting my name from downstairs in full blast, " Raja Nur Zahirahh!! " - that usually means death call. Either i did something wrong, or..no, it is always for when i did something wrong. And yeah by the sound of that, i usually get called by my full name most of the times.  Im the trouble maker in the household. Next to my youngest brother that is. We pretty much mess up everything in the house, well, serve us right.

  Im telling you, no joke, she is exactly like Bree in Desperate Housewives. The perfectionist. She would not and will not tolerate with any nonsense in the house. Be it cleanliness wise, or attitude wise,  or work wise etc. She will make sure everything is right at its place, where its suppose to be, and if you move ANY of her stuffs, and that is , EVERYTHING in the house, dude, you're doomed. But we're her kids so we get lucky all the time :) 

  Now, the love of my life, my king. I still remember the joke he came up with,

  " You see how your mummy is a perfectionist in everything?. She makes the bed, cooks, works, and everything she does must be perfect! Everything she gets must be perfect, its all about perfection when it comes to her. Now, thats why she married me. " 

  Yeah, sure dad. O-kay.

  He's a funny guy, but i must warn you of his ever so lame jokes that he can come up with. He's talented with numbers, loves to deal with figures, ironically, he forgets things easily too. Now i guess thats where i got my talents from. The forgetting part that is. Tell him something, and in half a second, he just wont remember. Heheh. Okay, im kidding. He's not THAT bad, but he's pretty bad :). Im so dead if he reads this.

  He is the person responsible of injecting me with positive vibes, keeping us all balanced in our lives by praying together, going to religious classes together, reminding us that the current world we live in is just like a play. And that we are all actors. He never fails to help us tune ourselves back to our main intention of living this life. I love my king. He's more than a girl could ever wish for in a perfect figure of a father. My backbone, my strength, my everything. 

  These two people are one phenomenal combination. Im blessed, masyaAllah.

  For all the years of living together, i can never thank both of you enough for everything. I pray for your safe journey. And that your umrah will be blessed by Allah. Dont worry on us back here. Leave everything bhind and just concentrate on your journey. Leave us to Allah, and insyaAllah, we will be protected.

O Allah please protect them for me,
I know they're not mine and their fully Yours,
But keep them safe,
And i hope its okay to let them return to us back home when all is done,
I believe You know whats best for them,
and I believe You know whats best for me too.
Please give me strength in this.