I had just finished my studying, and I was in dying need of a break. So I walk out to the living room and I see her on the sofa watching an old Arabic movie, which she’s in love with.
As I walk over to her and sit next to her, she opens her arms wide open in an invitation to hug and hold me. As always I rest my head on her chest while she plays with my hair and kisses my head.
Finally relaxing as she continues doing what she always does. I close my eyes and listen to her beating heart. And I know that I’ll always be safe, in my mothers’ arms.
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allah ya7fi'9ha oo y5aleekom 7eg ba3a'9 :*
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