teks: Mother...please don't leave me when I pray to Allah, take her before me. Because I am afraid of facing the future without her. I miss my mother so much. She left when I still wanted to be with her. Laughing together. Sharing stories. I can be considered a very close child to my mother. From childhood to adulthood. I remember when I was little, I always clung to my mother. Everywhere must be with her. Even when my parents were lying down, I would squeeze in between them. I was a very spoiled child. Hehe I remember when I was little, I spoke harshly to my sister. I got slapped by my mother. At that time, my mother asked me to arrange the shoes. I had to arrange the shoes while crying haha but that slap taught me not to be rude to elders. I became closer to my mother when I followed her to take care of the canteen. My mother shared with her friends. Since then, I tried to learn to cook with my mother. I remember when I was in fifth grade, I could cook fried rice. I was so happy when my mother praised me for it haha and even served it to her friends. Even though it tasted weird haha. When I entered first or second grade, I don't remember when I wanted to shake hands with my mother, she couldn't reach me because she was angry with my sister. I cried because it was the first time my mother didn't reach out to me. It was so sad...I sulked...I'm the type to sulk, I won't answer if someone asks. No matter whether it's my parents or siblings...I feel guilty for doing that, but I'm afraid that if I let go of my anger/sulk, I'll regret it. Forgive me, mother. Because I have done that before. But don't worry, after sulking, I will answer their questions hehe. To be continued...
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