Moomy, tell me about the true ikhwan

A young teenage man asked to his mom
“Mommy tell me about the true ikhwan”
His mom only smile and answer his question,
“The true Ikhwan isn’t seen in the width of his shoulders
It’s seen in the widht of his arms that circle you
True Ikhwan isn’t in the deep tone of his voice
It’s the how he whipspers the truth
The true ikhwan isn’t how many buddis he has
It’s how good a buddy he is with his kids
The true ikhwan isn’t how respected he is at work
It’s how respected he is at home.
The true ikhwan isn’t how hard he hits
It’s how tender he touches his circumtances
The true ikhwan isn’t how many women adore him
It’s in can he be true to the women he loves
The true ikhwan isn’t in the weight he can lift
It’s in the burdens he can carry
The true ikhwan isn’t in the loud of his voice reading Al Quran
It’s in the consistency he runs the Al Quran in his life”
After that the young teenage man is asking again
“Who is the person who can fit to those criteria, Mom?”
His Mom gave him a book and said
“Learn about him”
The young teenage man take the book
And the title of the book is Muhammad.