I was awakened and found myself crying. I wondered why and soon remembered I’ve just been in the same place with my bapak.
I met him. I put my head on his lap. I told him how much I loved him. He said the same thing. I asked him to go home with me but he said no. I insisted, but with his hand still on my head, he said he was just happy there and I was the one who should go back. And there he was. He left me broken hearted.. and very happy at the same time. No more words. He’s gone.
And a loss has never been this painful.
If only I could trade everything I have in this world just to make this dream real.
I love you, Bapak. Always love you. And I miss you, I miss you every single day.
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