
"Honey, come here"
"I love you so much"
"Let's come with me for a minute"
A little girl ran into the arms of her father, a beautiful little girl, whose skin was white, with slightly narrowed eyes and thick eyebrows, had a pointed nose and hair tied in two.
"Dad, where are we going?"
"Let's go, I want to introduce you to someone who saved my mom and dad's life"
Public burial places, we come here every year, at least twice a year, on his birthday and the month of his death, we feel very much indebted to him.
"Yes, I'm here, sorry if it makes you jealous" I said
"Tya, this is your best friend Silvi, come bring our son"
"Dad, Mother, is her name the same as mine? " Tya said little, both of our children
"Yes, your name is inspired by her name, she's a strong woman, a great woman. I gave you that name so you could be a great woman and you had to represent her to be happy and feel the love of both of us"
Little Tya's face looked confused, she just approached her father, asking to be carried away.
"It's been 5 years, but it feels like only yesterday we still meet, the flowers that bloom was already withered, terbesit wounds named miss"
"Iya, baru kemarin rasanya kita bersama, pergi ke Yogyakarta, bermain dan tertawa, bahkan sekarang aku tak bisa menyentuh ragamu"
In front of the grave, we pray, asking for the best place for Tya in nature, may he get happiness and love from God.
and our love for him that could not possibly be lost, because in life he was so memorable, in the story he was so meaningful and on the way he was so impeccable.
I am busy in the cosmetics business and writer, while Silvi helps me in everything, living with her teaches me many things, that love can make your life more colorful.
The presence of little Tya complements our happiness, she is the solace, she is the person we care about the most, and she is the form of our love
Some time I remember the stories that happened in the past, it turns out my life is very interesting, accompanied by a glass of milk and a warm embrace Silvi I began to write back, I wrote this story, I wrote this story, my life story and valuable lessons.
Laughter is also happy, crying and tears, sadness, pain, pleasure, hard and everything I pour through words, even all the secrets I put there, so that everyone understands.
Loss makes me suffer, makes me lose my way, but how much you lose, will not make your body destroyed, your soul is working hard to organize itself to get stronger.
Twice I have lost, twice I have been saved, life has been a mystery, but it makes things a lot more fun, because we have to fight even harder.
It did not feel like the night had arrived, Silvi was already getting ready for bed, the spoiled kiss she gave was a beautiful lullaby, I was happy to have her.
For you Tya, even if you choose to go for your calm.
Thank you for coming and making such a wonderful story with me, even though I hurt you so much, I love you so much, I lost you too.
For those of you who are already in heaven, make sure you are happy there.
I love you more than anything.
- TAMAT
Don't forget to read the second author
"Eunoia: Sparkling Suffering"