I called him Bapak.
He passed away when i was 18 years old.
Now, I'm just 24 years old, and i'm still his lovely daughter.
Somehow, I looked for some other ways to find him in my dream.
I called his name in my dream. But, he's never called me back.
a thousand times.
night and day.
But he never showed up.
Thus i wrote down this feeling to my beloved Bapak, who stays beside Him.
I hope my Bapak keeps staring at me.
With his smiley face.
Now on, I almost to be somebody's wife, Bapak.
You'd know him as well.
I introduced you both several months later.
I hope you like him, ya Bapak?
:)
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