You’re back home maybe for only quite awhile, but only Allah knows how difficult it was for me to convince both mum and dad to set you free. If you’re appreciative enough and you could see that we still care after all the shits you’ve done, you’ll think of only us and nothing else before you make any moves.

Ayah was reluctant to bail you out but Allah made him to do so.
In other words, you’re still loved by the almighty.

I love you.
We love you.
Bear that in mind.

Stop repeating your old ways.
Start it all fresh. Show us that you have repent.

Please, I cant bear to look at mum’s miseries no more.