During this 4 years, i mostly spent my time in semarang. I went back to my home just twice in a year, when i had my holiday.
Last ramadhan, when I arrived in my home, my mom opened the door for me. I kissed her hand and cheek..
I saw her deeply. She old already. Her skin is going to wrinkles. Her hair is going to grey.
I am sad suddenly.
I am so busy growing up while my mom is growing old.
And tomorrow i should back to semarang again to finish my one year profession..
Oh....
And now.. i am enjoying every single second in my room, in my house..
I will miss this home..
I hate to go, but i should.
I promise to my self.. i will pray harder, study harder... saving my money more and keep my spirit up.
I dont have time to play around anymore, it is for sure..
I have so many things to do for this one year,,
My toefl score, my profession, my english... etc etc...
I have to be success..
I have to be rich.. so i can go to mecca for umrah with my beloved parents..
I have to be rich !!!!!!!!!!!!
Insyaallah amin ...
Mom dad.. please pray for me.. please pray for me...
You are my only precious things in this world..
My life, my breath, my future, my dream.. is all about Allah and you both..
I promise, i wont let you to be dissapointed cz of me,, i promise !!!! Insyaallah..
YaAllah.. please... hope my parents have a long, healthy, and happy life.
I will be nothin without them..
Rumah ujung krawang
3 agustus 2014
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