BELOVED

Who I live for...

First person is a beautiful woman with smoothy hair and lovable eyes. I called her mama. 8 years ago, she cooked some special food and washed my clothes everyday. I was so beautiful when she take care of me. She never be late when I need her. She's a supermom. When she needs my help, I do that with unhappy feeling.... That's my biggest regret.

Now, I am 23 years old. She still worrying about me. Everyday she calls me just to ensure that I am alright. She treats me like I was 6. I feels weird but I love it!

My second person is a handsome man with his sexy voice and style. He is my Dad. I called him papa. In contrast with my mom, I had no romantic story with my Dad. He can't express his feeling directly. When I was 6 'till 14, he treats me so bad. He just like Hitler for me. I have no freedom even a right as a child. I hate him first.

When I was in high school, he's the person who always accompanied me when I follow some tests until I was in 2nd grade. That was the first time when I feel I miss him. I just remember about everything that he ever given to me. I awake, he do the best for by his own way. He do loves me by teach dicipline, self-confidence, trying hard, more tears even hurt and rejected. All he did were so precious when I go through a period of high school. Until now, he's the man who inspire me for every things in my life. He always said no when I asked something, 8 years ago.

Now, He always OK for everything I ask. I must be thankful to him for the process of growing up of me. He gives the biggest rule for that :) Thank You Dad. I Love you and I know you deeply loves me too!

My third and forth person is my two cute brothers. They are my smiles. Seldom I got mad when they spoiled me. But most of time are always reminds me when I laugh and had fights with them. I miss these moments. I can't hate them for long time. They are making me jealous because both of them are living in our home but I'm not. Without them I can't define what family is...

My fifth person is a fatty and ticklish woman. She's my grandma. I call her, Oma. I'll never forget when I was a child, she and my grandpa were the two kindly person who always be there for me. They were always gives me what I want. Oma always hold me at night and watch over me untill I had a tightly sleep. I remember that I really liked tomatoes in Oma's garden. My grandpa was pass away. But his spirit keep alive on my heart.

Oma is sick now. I can't help her more. But I always pray to God to take care of her. I hope he can enjoy her old age. I always missing the moment when she hold me and sleep together with me. I always remember all her sad stories about her past. I love Oma. You're my best friend. Many things I shared with her when I feel hard to share with my parents. Oma is so humble and compassionate. I love the way she loves people.

The last one is my B. He's not my relatives but he's my man. I am so thankful have someone like him. He gives all the love I need. He make me feel the way I want. He try to gives me all the things I like. He is someone I awaits for. He's the one I ask to God. He's not my everything, but he's the first one I find when I in trouble. He's the first I want to tell when I am happy and get surprises. I just hope he's my B like I know him. Don't ever change!

MY HONOR, LOVE, HUGS, KISSES, LIFE FOR THEM WHO I LIVE FOR!!!