How lucky i am, i have spectacular parents, they are the best parents, they always give what i need not what i want, since i was in my mother’s pregnancy, the’re waiting for my coming, since was born, her father wishpered adzan on her right ear and iqamat on her left ear, in order that the baby (me)had a good behavior and be nice girl in the future.
Then they gave me really fabulous name,it is named “Nurani Dewi Utami” that meant The deep heart of the beautiful angel who always show everyone the right way, it need big responsible, but sometime i feel unappropriate to be called “Nurani”that’s why i will feel very angry to myself if i do the mistakes, i just wanna be an example for all people or at least i can lead myself.
They always love me when the others hate me, they always support me when the others evidence me, thay cheer me up when i am down, they show the right way when i am wrong, they never assist me when i get wrong, they ere the only one place that i should allow.
It’s Not about Family Story, It’s About Story of Family
My beloved mother,a wonder woman, she entrust herself for birtting my brother and me, she career women but she never forget her family, she is the last person who angry if one of us make a mistake, she always assists my brother and me in every step in our life. She protects her children like she protects some water in her hand. She is my idol and i wanna be like more her or at least like her. She is the luckiest person in the world, who can meet my father, insyaAllah she’ll be safe in the world and the beyond with his mate. He is............
My lovely father always says that i must be different from anyone and i must be the best, he teaches me how to survive in this life, he never says that he’s proud of me, he always corroberate me when i am weak, he takes my hands when i fall, he always teaches me how to be wise person, we shouldn’t support the other side, but we have to point ourselves in the middle of the problem, not include ourselves in the problem. He always accompany me when i should go somewhere myself. He has high passion in the fashion, sometime i need his help for choosing my clothes. He is very incredible person. Perfect male, my mother is very lucky where she can spend her life with him, i should find the man like my father.
My brother always has different opinion, but we love each other, he’s nice person, sometime he can be representative of my father. I have special name for calling him, do you know what? i seldom call his name but i always call him “Modo,Nyang, or Ndut”. He’s always available for taking and picking me up. i love him so much because he is the only one brother that i have, because we’re so close, sometime we feel jealous each other when we have close friend......so weird.
I LOVE YOU ALL NO EXCEPTION!!!
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