It was yesterday when my hubby picked me up at my office. We kept silence along the way home. It was the story from the radio which made us suddenly had no words to say, yet we thought of our moms.
In Saudi Arabia, there was a doctor with his patiences. They were a son and her mother. A son told the doctor that he wanted him to check his mother physical health so that he could bring her mother to Mecca to perform umrah. The doctor ensured the son that her mother was physically healthy but he had to think of her mental illness.
The son then told the doctor about her mother. She was the only one he had. Her mother was left by her father in a year of their marriage. He decided to leave his wife because she could not give him offspring. He thought that he would never had a child from her. He never knew that his wife was already pregnant the time he left her alone.
The baby was born and it was him, the young man who was bringing her mother to meet the doctor. Since ten, he himself took care of her mother. Her mother never knew who he was. Yet, he did everything for her. He bathed her, fed her, combed her hair, and helped her to put on her clothes. Every night, he always tied one of her mom's leg to his before they went to sleep so that he would know everytime her mother moved her body. Moreover, he did not want to let her mom go out of their house without him.
One day, while sitting together with her mother in her room, his mother looked at the picture of Ka'bah on the wall. She asked him..."Will you bring me there? I want to go there".
He doubtlessly answered her mother's question. He ensured her that they would be there soon.
He ended his story by saying..."I just need you to confirm me that my mom is physically healthy and she can go with me to Mecca for umrah, Doctor. I want you to know that I will do my best to realize my mother's wants. She will always be my mother although she never know me as her son."
Soon after the son and his mother went out of his room, the doctor could not stand to cry. He had heard many stories about the devotion of children to their moms, but he never saw a such exceptionally special devotion of a son to his mother who seriously suffered mentally ill since the day she gave birth her son.
Then, is there any reason for the Almighty not give him a heaven?
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