As I grow up, actually, I never
know what is it feel like to be far from my family. I never expect that suddenly, hey! I’m here!
In a new place… without you… all of you my dear darling love family…
As I grow up, I finally realize
that our daddy still loves me… When I look at him playing, hugging, speak like
a baby with our baby sis, I’ll smile… maybe, when I was a baby, he did the same
thing with me, with us… the 6 of us. Love you a lot…
Even though I have my own career,
my own salary now, he still uses his money to support my living. I never ask it
from him… Love you a lot…
Dearly daddy, I hope Allah will
give you a good health, we can go to Makkah
and I can stay by your side again someday… Love you a lot dearly daddy….
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