Omar's POV (SURPRISE!)
I heard dad's calling name as I finished praying my Fajr Salah. I put the prayer mat on the table of the prayer room and began to walk towards dad's home office, where dad was.
I was sure dad was calling me to have some office files checked for him. It was like a daily routine that dad and I did every morning after Fajr Salah.
I made my way towards dad's home office and knocked on the door.
"Come in, son," I heard dad calling out.
I opened the home office door and saw dad sitting on his table and looking at some files. Mom was just beside him, standing and looking through the bookshelf to grab some law books.
"Good morning, sweetheart," Mom said as I grabbed the chair across dad and sat there.
"Good morning, mom," I said to him. "Good morning, dad."
"Good mor
