The Lovely Night
I have one brother, and about two years ago he was 16 years old. It had become a kind of habit for him to have argument with my mother for any simple issue, but the main cause was his late coming home at nights. This issue always made me depressed and I really was worry about, and talking to him had no advantages. As usual one night he came too late without considering my mother's anxiety; in addition, after enjoying the accompany of his friends he jolly was tired, and was time for my mother to start her usual murmurings which did not any effect on my brother. But on that night as my mother was very angry and very serious, unlike my brother who was impatient and did not want to hear anything, she forces him to go out to his friends and live with them.
My angry brother left the home immediately and determinedly; still, he said from now on he is not going to think that he may have any mother or family. I think it was one of the most difficult situation for my mother to tolerate or cope with a house without her only son. And it was worse when we heard that he even had left the country, so it may was the main cause for my mother to go to hospital-before she had sickness also. It was really difficult for me only to see that circumstance and can not do anything. By passing some days without any recovery to my mother's health and any news from my brother; where was he now, I was completely hopeless and disappointed, and did not no what to do. The only thing I could do was to ask Kind Allah to pity to my family. One night that I was crying suddenly I saw my static brother in the door way of my mother's room. I ran to him and should to him why did you do that with my mother. In fact I do know the real cause that he was regretful and was again back home and still is not clear for me. Bus as my mother heard his son's voice, in understood her health in going to be out of danger. Although my mother did say, it was clear that she also was kind of regretful about her behavior against her son.
On that night I saw the tears of two my darling ones which heartfelt was coming down on their cheeks, and it had a kind of feeling that only the one who has felt it know. Again there was my family but with an important change in it. Although my mother was trying not to show her happiness, but she was crying spontaneously, and seeing that situation had its deep affection on my brother. I wished for all guys to understand the value of their mother's love; beside, try to compensate all their kindnesses.