Yogyakarta, November 5th 2009
@Night Lodaya Express Train YK-BDG
Since waiting the coming of Lodaya train, I had a chat with CA7. I told him that I was on my way going home to Bekasi [I couldn't afford for Taksaka Executive Train YK-JKT ticket price so I took Lodaya Train to BDG and then continued by taking Parahyangan/Argo Gede BDG-JKT train]. He said hat he envied me because no longer again I would meet my lovely mom and the he became influenced. He planned to go to his home in Bandung right after his working hour on this week had been over.
No matter why, I also told my fear on facing my stubborn father. While chatting with him, I remembered all bad memories I had with my father. Since when I was child, (mentally) my father meant no one for me. I used to think that the one that more appropriate I considered as my father was Uncle Jo Gareng. I began to hate my father since he used to soak me in our house fishpond after disobeying his command to buy some cigarettes. I hated my father more and more when he used to slapped his hand on my face [I forgot the cause of this]. Since that day, I had began to avoid any contact with my father. Bot hot and cold wars used we faced. One of the my reason to continue my study far enough from home was escaping from home.
CA7 just advised me to compress my ego while facing my father. He reminded me that no matter what I should respect my fatter no matter what he was. He also said that I should be grateful because of still having father. He said that his had passed away for 5 years ago [I was so sorry to hear that]. He told me that until the day he still regretrd not to be a good child while his father was still alive. He even cried when listening a song from Luther Vandross [he didn't mentioned the title of song he meant but I guested that it was a sad song].
Pfffhhhh..
I know that it will be a hard thing to compress my ego to face my stubborn father. But I promise to my own self to act as a good daughter for my father in my 2 night in Bekasi.
Deeply, I really love and love him but not the way he is. I still hope that there will be miracle to change the stubbornness my father has.
@Night Lodaya Express Train YK-BDG
Since waiting the coming of Lodaya train, I had a chat with CA7. I told him that I was on my way going home to Bekasi [I couldn't afford for Taksaka Executive Train YK-JKT ticket price so I took Lodaya Train to BDG and then continued by taking Parahyangan/Argo Gede BDG-JKT train]. He said hat he envied me because no longer again I would meet my lovely mom and the he became influenced. He planned to go to his home in Bandung right after his working hour on this week had been over.
No matter why, I also told my fear on facing my stubborn father. While chatting with him, I remembered all bad memories I had with my father. Since when I was child, (mentally) my father meant no one for me. I used to think that the one that more appropriate I considered as my father was Uncle Jo Gareng. I began to hate my father since he used to soak me in our house fishpond after disobeying his command to buy some cigarettes. I hated my father more and more when he used to slapped his hand on my face [I forgot the cause of this]. Since that day, I had began to avoid any contact with my father. Bot hot and cold wars used we faced. One of the my reason to continue my study far enough from home was escaping from home.
CA7 just advised me to compress my ego while facing my father. He reminded me that no matter what I should respect my fatter no matter what he was. He also said that I should be grateful because of still having father. He said that his had passed away for 5 years ago [I was so sorry to hear that]. He told me that until the day he still regretrd not to be a good child while his father was still alive. He even cried when listening a song from Luther Vandross [he didn't mentioned the title of song he meant but I guested that it was a sad song].
Pfffhhhh..
I know that it will be a hard thing to compress my ego to face my stubborn father. But I promise to my own self to act as a good daughter for my father in my 2 night in Bekasi.
Deeply, I really love and love him but not the way he is. I still hope that there will be miracle to change the stubbornness my father has.
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