My parents' loyalty-a contradiction

My parents' loyalty-a contradiction 

A national song came up with a video of the current ameer of Kuwait,so mum start her prayers to god to bless the ameer...
mum "such great ppl,wish u had all control you'd be fair to everyone"..
dad,nodding" yup that's a fact..if it wasn't for the current  majls alumma and the sallaf god clears them from the world",
mum to dad.."why don't we go back??you got so many pApers that allow us to be citzens"..
dad" yeh but.."
Me "but what?"
Dad with a defensive tone.."I don't need to ask and beg to be a citzen..I did wat I did in the war and risked my life for the dear beloved land of Kuwait and it's ppl not for a piece of paper to witness my presence"..
mum.." but you won't beg, they welcomed you and always will.."
me"dad you still got those war rewards?"
Dad" yeh they're in the black case under the bed..."
I ran with passion to feel proud of my dads job,he had fed the Kuwaiti families...was there for them when they were in need..rescued many families by bringing medicine to their home  and even cleaned so Much rubbish of Kuwait ...he was part of the military force in Kuwait and it was part of his job..he didn't need a thanks for his job..he then talked bout that era..with shinning eyes and forceful passion..his eyes were so still he lived the moments as he told the story..nothing more truthful than eyes in the world. Even if the tounge spoiled lies,the eyes were always assistant to tell the truth he told many stories..untill he got to the part where he tried to hide his tears..I felt a little boy come out..telling the story of his father.."they killed my dad at the hospital on purpose..if they just gave extra care he would've lived longer.."
"But he died for our precious land kuwait,if I had the choice to give in and live or die for the sake of home..I'd die and never give in to those betraiters"
 me" Dad god bless my grandpa..but u got such an excuse to be a citzen..why don't you apply??and we move back?!"
Mum" what? You want me to leAve my home to live in Kuwait?"
Me shocked," but I thought ur home is Kuwait,u were just praying for the ruling family!!"
God bless Melbourne,I will go back for visit but this is my home that welcomed me and accepted me without religious or race distinction. Why would I go back to the women's nagging in Kuwait??and your grandma's arguments..and to the materialist friends I have.."
I rolled my eyes..surprised!!
"What about you dad?"
" I'd rather do
Fruit picking in Australia as a job and it would be worth living here thousands of times than the sweet living in Kuwait.."
It suprised me and may also tickled me how fast they changed their mind when it became serious

Me.."But why????you guys are so weird..thought you missed kuwait..and were going to move..it sounded like tommorow!" 
Dad"Yeh we do miss it but keep us away from family issues and all the Kuwaiti taboo..we are more free here,no restrictions what so ever..we're better people now, we learnt patience..and equality..no class distinction what so ever"
Mum to dad.."yeh and you are more polite now, you used to be a "nice snob" back in Kuwait "
Me" but it's your home overall with all its sweetness and bitterness..I mean don't you miss you family?"
Mum and dad both at once same loud harsh tone,
" hell no,we bought peace of mind..god bless australia,australian fair"