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second Surat of Ishmael to father

Second letter from Ishmael to my father

"The sound of Isaac from Abdullah's wife crying sobbing Tears that could not bear to flow just like that on the face of the middle-aged woman...!!

Ismail Mommy Has maap kau you During this time, While hugging the writing on the paper, Bu Aminah also Hugged her While strengthening her Because the journey of life is still long Ada Harsya,Which has not been my Intentional identity The same husband and kiayi Sepuh did not tell you directly, Because the feared befallen Harsya...

Maap Kan Saya and My Husband are caring for Harsya with A Lack, By taking care of Harsya From the bottom point if If Harsya gets the World In Her Grips Not forgetting where Her Big Origin is.... His wise An Aminah gave advice to her grandmother Harsya..

Then his wife Abdullah Cussed And Don't Say About the word Maap from Bu Aminah, who took care of her Grandson, It is precisely I who must thank the two of you If There were No two of them for the fate of my granddaughter.... This is the Destiny of Life Harsya Madam Tuan said Aminah...!!

Then the One Letter Was Loved to Mr. Abdullah by Pa Jaeludin

#LETTER TO MY BELOVED FATHER

I don't know where I should start. There are too many words I want to say. Honey, no one can explain exactly how painful it is for me when you kick me out but I can't hate you

I don't know how wide your laugh was, the day I came into the world. I don't know what the first words were when you saw my little face. I don't know how you felt when you first held me. Afraid? Be happy? Touched up? I don't know, I thought it was all mixed up in your field chest.

But for sure, you were the first man to enter my life. The man who raised, cared for, and educated me. The man who willingly woke up in the middle of the night replaced Mom to calm me down who had difficulty dealing with hunger in the dark.

Sitting on your shoulders is an honor, because I can get a little closer to the sun. Big things seem smaller. Unattainable things I can achieve with my little hands. I am like a king sitting on the throne.

Even once in a while, you can easily carry me with your big arm. Your great steps can rival my agility, avoiding me from distress. That rough little thing that covered your chin, I like it so much. It felt amused and made me curious. And there's nothing that can make me feel like the greatest warlord other than sitting on your back, every time you pretend to be my strongest horse.

I can't measure the sadness and disappointment that sank your heart when I grew up to be a rebellious, mischievous teenager. No longer heed your ban, no longer want to play with you, even answer you with inappropriate words. I'd rather have my Love and be immersed in my busy life, spending so much time that I have nothing left to spend with you.

Every time I see your smile welcome my return, I think everything will be fine, that one day I can proudly meet my son with the greatest man of my life, you, Father.

Who would have thought that fate would not so much approve of my plan. Thought You Would Restore My Relationship with the Woman I Love and Have SAH to be a wife,,, but Dearly You rejected her and even expelled me,,It hurts Really Sick But I can't hate you' Dad

The questions were playing around in my mind, as if they could bring you back to me. But, slowly I tried to accept that there was probably nothing more you could do for me

There are no words I can say, not enough tears to shed, not enough forever to cry out how much I thank you for everything, Dad. There's nothing I can give, nothing worth paying for, to repay everything you've given me, Dad.

To My Father Abdullah Rojak If I Were Faster Than You, I'd ask for the Mistake Ishmael has done so far.

To my dear father..'' When my Age and my dear wife Ismail only asked for One request to Keep Your Granddaughter Ismail's Son all her Nose eyes Almost like yourself Dad.

To my dear father, if we do not meet again in the breath of this world, only one request from Ismail please Restui the relationship of Ismail and Ismail's wife, daughter of Zahra Kumalasari

Your grandson HARSYA BADZIL ISMAIL ABDULLAH's name

Please take care of your Grandson and Greetings from your Muddy Son

Ismail Abdullah

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