This is my beautiful queen. My most respectful queen. My love. My heartbeat. My best friend. My cooks. My teacher. My motivator. My researcher. My inspiration. My superb awesome mum. She's the reason I'm alive. She's my love. My eternal love. 

Mrs. Julita Mohamad

I used to call my mum ibu. It's typical for us as Malaysian. Well, attention to the world ! I'm here letting all of you whoever read this- I love my mum so much. She's understand me more than anyone else could ever do. She always there for me thru thick and thin. She helps me up when I'm in the state of losing myself with things that drag me down. She lends her shoulder when I need it. She's the best listener ever. I can share almost everything with her. She's not just a mum, she's my best friend in this world. 

I know I've hurt her - uncountable times in the time I'm growing up - but there she is... Always forgive. Giving chance. And that's how the spiritual feeling of changing strikes myself to be better. Ibu, thank you for your kindness, understanding, unbeatable love.. I know I could not repay your deeds even if I have the chance to live for a thousand years. Cause mother's love is so powerful and never ever be compared to anything else in this wide universe. 

Thanks for being the best mum in the world ibu.. I love you so much. I can't afford to buy you a bungalow nor a sport car - but I promise - I will always try my best in everything that I could. Thanks again mum. Your daughter is so grateful, proud, delighted and lots of describable positive feelings that could never be spell out. Just, thanks to the max mum. :)