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Thursday, March 18, 2010 10:25 AM

I was still 3 days old when you took me in your arms. You showered me with a real father's love when my dad is nowhere to be found. You carried me in your arms even though you're shagged from work. All that you've done, all that you've taught me, I shall not forget.

I was your little gem. The one you called, 'Manje' cos amongst all your kids and the kids you & mak looked after, you pampered me the most. I wasn't in any way related to you nor your family but you welcome me with an open arms. You took me in and regard me as your own. You gave me everything that I want and protect me from the storm and rain. For all these years I've not seen you, I didn't forget about you & mak. Even though, you both aren't my biological parents, I still regard you as one. And your kids, regard me as their little sister. And which I am proud to call a family.
The day you have to go and meet HIM, was the day I never thought would came. I choose not to believe what I just heard but I have to. I was taken aback. I was lost. Just 2 weeks ago, I dreamt of you, calling me to come to you but I walked away. And so, I planned to visit you. But we can only plan, HE decides. It feels as though a part of me is gone. I asked myself, why too soon? But, I can't do anything. Allah loves you more than us. You're the best dad in this whole wide world! Nobody can ever replace you even that good-for-nothing dad I don't wish to know anymore.
If you're still alive, I'm sure you will tell me that no matter how bad he is, he is still your father, your flesh and blood.


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May your soul rest in peace dearest bapak :')
p/s : Somehow, I dont know who to turn to.

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