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Dear Sayang....


Gapapa kok, sungguh gapapa.
Cucu bilang kamu udah 90 taun kalo kamu manusia.


The most important thing,
I know that you know that we - I - love you so much.
And I also know that you've lived a very good life.


You dont have to fight if you dont want to.
You can go ko...
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Wrote that yesterday.
She's gone now.

Kakah...
I just wanna say thank you.
... for 14 years you've brought joy.
You've coloured my day.

Papi bilang kemaren siang Piko nyamperin kamu ya neng?
kata papi tiba2 buntut kamu kepot2 girang.
Tapi kamu disuruh 'jalan' belum mau.
Kamu nungguin aku pulang kantor ya sayang?

Makasih banget ya...

Ga usah takutan lagi, aku rasa di surgamu ga ada geledek.
Kalopun ada, aku yakin kamu uda ga takut lagi.
All the fears and pains are gone now.
Kan ada Piko yg nemenin kamu.... aku yakin ada Tuhan Yesus juga.

Semaleman aku ngimpiin kamu.
Kamu balik lagi - tapi at the end, kamu pergi - masuk ke pintu surga.
Kamu tenang banget perginya.

Yes dear....
you can go.

I miss you already.
And sayang, kalo aku nangis - itu bukan karena aku ga rela kamu pergi.
Aku cuma kangen aja.
Andi juga sayang kamu kok... Andi ga bisa pulang kameren karena andi masih sakit.
.. but he's thinking of you a lot.

Aku sayang bangeeetttttt sama kamu!!

Si eneng yg selalu betingkah kaya puppy.
Yang dari orok sampe hari2 terahir masih seneng ngejar kaos kaki.
Yang demen banget liat kuya.
Yang belakangan demen gonggongin landak.
Yang marah2 kalo lagi tidur ketoel.
Yang rapih banget kalo makan kudu ditatakin.
Yang selalu naik ke paha papi buat ngecek masih ada makanan or kaga.
Si kepo yg demen tidur dikolong walo uda diomelin.

Titip salam sayaaang banget buat Piko ya.

Miss you both a whole lot.
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