Last night, I was awoken by some worries.
I checked my phone, its 4am. Somehow, It felt as if it was already 6am.
Although glad that I could it wasnt time for me to wake up for work, my heart felt heavy to think about Abang and his future.
Abang has some nasty habits. Despite counselling, talking nicely, talking angrily, beating him, he still hasnt shake off this habit.
As the worries took over my calm mind, I sat on my bed, praying, that Allah will protect my son and change him to be a better person.
Insya'Allah......I must have faith.