In my condition right now, it started to worry me. I need to rest. To get a good sleep.
Having the same bad dreams every time I sleep, scares me.
Looking at my husband sleeping, it'll brake my heart if I have to wake him up,
just to make him worries more. I'll wake up and do some prayers.
Only to Him that I ask guidance and favors, ask He knows what I do not know.
As long as the thought bothers me, I shall be brave. This is just a test.
It wants me to tremble apart. I have my husband next to me, everytime I need him.
I shall be brave. Like I always do.