Love is when your mom asks you whether you have eaten even though you are literally separated by Laut China Selatan.
Love is when you dad asks you whether you have enough money to go on for the rest of the semester.
Love is when your mom tells you things are going to be okay even though at the moment, nothing is okay.
Love is when you dad tells you to tell him if you like someone so he can give few words to him.
Love is when your mom sends you tonnes of food every time she visits you.
Love is when your mom and dad are willing to bring food from Sarawak to you, staying in Kuala Lumpur.
Love is when your mom and dad buy you books because they know you like reading.
Love is when your mom and dad tell you to take care of yourself and your heart.
Love is when your mom and dad tell you to never skip prayers and always read Quran.
Love is when Allah gives you these two awesome people in your life to make it less painful and more bearable.
Love is when your siblings make fun of you for not liking some things. Like the colour pink.
Love is when your siblings are willing to spend their book voucher for you because they know you love reading.
Love is when you have a hankering for something and your siblings are willing to attend to it.
Love is when your friends call you straight back when they hear something's off with your voice.
Love is when your friends ask you every day whether you are okay or not.
Love is when your friends tell you things are going to be okay. Shit happens, but it's gonna be okay.
Love is when your friends are willing to do things they don't like just because you like them and wanna do those things with them.
Love is when you are willing to accept rejection(s) from a person whom you thought is your "the one" like an adult and not thinking of breaking his jaw with your bare hands.
Love is sacrifice.
Love is family.
Love is friend.
And the greatest of all kinds of love would be love towards Allah the Almighty.
In the name of Allah the Most Merciful and Most Gracious.
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