There are few memories that i can write about father. For he's always been to work for weeks and sometimes for months. Unlike mom, we have less memories with father ever since we born. But that little memories of father, has it own great impact, which all of us will remember for the rest of our life. I dont remember which birthday is that, when father comes home at midnight. i was already sleep then, when mom wakes me up saying that father is back home. But i didnt wake up, thought it was a dream.
The next day, there was a doll next to me. Mom said it was father's gift. And he has already left for work again. When he'll be back again, who knows.*sigh..* but till now, i still can pictured the moment my mom wakes me up n the moment i saw the dolls lay right next to me.
when i was 8, father called, asking what do i want for my birthday. i dont really know wht i want, so i just pinned out one,Chocolates. He say he'll bring me buah salak, which i really2 dont like when i was a kid. The next day, he's back. Oh yes, he bring me the buah salak. ciss... But in the pack, is another layer of packed chocolates, i smiled, and till now,i smile just to see buah salak, remembering wht father did. Damn it, i miss dad so much now.
Melted ice cream! Bros n sis, im sure u guys too, remember about this melted ice cream i mention. peach in color, melted, and it taste really nice. Until now, we nvr could found the same taste as the ice cream anymore.or its not about the taste, but that taste of memories that we can nvr replace.
im writing this in my college's room, im bad at expressing feeling. kak rita, i dont care how many grammar mistake i've wrote here, coz i hv u who always bring ur red pen. i just wanna say,i miss our family so much. and i miss my childhood memories. i miss mom, and i miss dad. i miss all of u. i do.
April 4th,2010
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