The Story Of An Obedient Great Son

 The Story Of An Obedient Great Son

The story goes like this that a man proposed marriage to me and his only condition was that I have to take care of his mother.  He told me that he doesn't ask me for anything else, just to take care of his mother when he is not around.  His mother is bedridden after a terrible accident and he is her only life support after the death of his father.

 He said: "That is my only condition, to take care of my mother."

 His mother had met with a terrible road accident due to which she lost complete control of her body and her hands and feet were paralyzed.  He used to take care of them.

 But because of education and work, there were times when he wasn't there and they needed medication and care.  I thought a lot and was surprised that it was like a maid, not a wife.

 I spoke to my father, he lightened my thinking and said: "Daughter, I believe that good deeds are rewarded for bad times."

 A person who cares for his mother, will not waste you or diminish your rights.  If he loves you, he will honor you, and even if he hates you, he will not be unjust to you.  If you will take care of their mother like your mother, then my daughter, accept it.  And if the devil finds a way in your heart to do injustice to him, say no, I leave you.

We actually got married and started living together.  On my first night with him I had the opportunity to see his mother's room.  I was surprised to see the view of the room, it was very beautiful.  Its color, layout, and heating resources were all different from the rest of the house.  He left me there and went near his mother who was sleeping.  He gently shook her shoulder and said: "Mom, I brought you a gift. This is my wife. Don't you want to see her?"

 His mother slowly opened her eyes, smiled and prayed for him, then looked at me.  I cannot explain this moment.  There was pain in his eyes and a sad smile on his lips.  Her face was like the moon, very calm for a seventy-year-old woman.

 He said: "Congratulations, daughter, you are married. May Allah bless you with it, and not burden you with it."  Then tears began to flow from his eyes as if a storm had been released

 He quickly wiped her tears with the hem of his dress and said: "It makes me angry, you know. Please, mother, don't say that."  I went near her and kissed her hand and head and said: "Amen, mother."

 My days passed in this house and my amazement increased day by day.  He took care of his mother as best he could, built a special bathtub for her to bask in the sun, and brought her a special soft comb when she felt pain.

 He bought new clothes for his mother one day and struggled to make her feel special on every special occasion.  He would wake up at least three times a night to move his mother from side to side and make sure she didn't get bed sores.

 When he once forgot to bring protective gear for his mother and woke up in the night to care for her, he smelled and realized that his mother had soiled herself.  She was crying profusely and saying: "Forgive me, it was beyond my control."  He was clearing it, saying: "All this I am doing for my mother with the same consent as you did when you were a child."  And I started crying.

This man was truly a blessing.

 I bore him a son and wanted him to be like him in every way.  I took him to my mother-in-law and placed him on her lap and said: "I want him to be like your son."  She smiled and said: "This is my sustenance, and sustenance is in the hands of Allah, daughter. Pray that Allah trains him for you."

 His life was full of blessings and goodness.  He never complained to me or anyone else.

 He smelled like he had become a model of obedience to his mother, I thought that was enough for all the disobedient.

 Parenting is a story you write and your children will listen to you, write it well.

 God!  Grant us the pleasure, service and love of our parents.  Amen.

To be continue....