Oh Allah..

this is the first time i comeback to my blog again...

it was to busy,
it was so heavy,
it was a kind of dizziness,
it was a bunch of activities.

so far i'm okay,

my body said they will be okay,

my mind said they gonna be okay too.

But my heart was not.

to see my dad loses his fat,
to see my dad loses his cheerfully,
to see my dad eat some drugs,
and to see my mom was (never) tired to treat Dad.
*hopefully.., but this is the facts*

My heart is burn too.

to know that mom is the only one who sitting in the 2/3 night,
to know that my dad starts loses his faith,
to know that i'm not good enough to make my dad proud,
... and thankfull with God.

My heart is going to be necrosis.

to imagine that one day i can't make my dad smile again,
to imagine that i'm always make my mom so busy,
to imagine that so many mistake i took..

Oh Allah..

i'm the ordinary one, can You stay with me

to finish all of this in the right way..

No.

I mean,

in the best of the best way.

Innallaha ghafurur raheem..
amien.