Happy birthday, Pak.
Cheers to the man who always told me how to stay on ground. To be a reliable person. He also taught me to be one brave girl. To feel no scared about chasing dream. To feel no sorry for crying in some other time.
You know, Pak, life is hard. People are mean, nowadays. It’s hard to be a good person. It’s hard to pleased everybody. It’s just hard. But you know you always said “namanya juga hidup, kak! Jalani.” So here I am, still running, still walking, still breathing, still living. And still missing you. Every. Single. Day. And night.
It’s going to be a long post if I have to say everything I feel about you. About missing you.
So happy birthday to the man of my life. My fave geminians! 😘