Dear mother,
It's December 22 today, and it claimed globally as mother day, and also privately the day when you left. I can't be quite sure about it, they told me it was 22 or 23, or 21? I just too young to know calendering that day. I knew that it was night, when I was awaken from my sleep, and found that some of relatives had come to house. What had happen, I didn't know. It was like celebrating special day like Lebaran when all relatives gathered all around together.
It doesn't matter, you left because it was your time. I cried that day, and days after that. But, now as I grown up, I don't cry of you anymore. Crying will only burden you there.
I'm feeling rather guilty, because I don't remember you a lot. I remember your face by the picture. But, I don't remember your voice. I don't dream of you, as I remember (because I usually forgot what I have dreamed), I dreamed father sometimes. Maybe, it's because my memory of you is too short.
But I will always pray for both of you. I hope it will always be like that.
I hope your kids will never brake up praying for you both. I'm glad that you gave birth not only me to this world :). Thanks to Allah.
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