The first man is the man who raised me and cares for me for all my life… He’s my darling father… He was born in the 10′Th of November… In Indonesia this is the day for heroes…well for me…My father’s my own personal hero…

The thing about his birthday is I can’t give him any gift..Why? Because all my money is from his wallet actually..so I guess it’s like him buying gift for him self… So…. I send him an e-card with a poem… (aaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwww…so sweet right?)

And the sweetest this is, he send me back an email… this is what he wrote:

Assalamu ‘alaikum wr. wb.

Lia, I love you too.

Terima kasih nak atas ucapan, do’a-nya, semoga Allah mengabulkan-Nya. Amiiin ya robal ‘alamin.

Damba’an orang tua adalah do’a dari anak-anaknya yang sholeh dan sholehah.

Do’akanlah selalu papa & mama setelah sholat . . . . .,

Insya Allah papa juga selalu berusaha untuk mendo’akan Lia dan keluarga dalam sholat dan setelah sholat.

Semoga Allah selalu memberikan hidayah-Nya dan membimbing kita ke Jalan yang DIA ridhoi.

Wassalam, I love you.

Papa

Now, here’s the thing.. My father isn’t the type that can express himself very well… He seldom talks…  He’s very quite (the opposite of me actually..). So to get a letter like this from him makes me happy and thankful that I have him in my life… I love him to death..

The second one is a young man that makes me feel safe and warm when I’m around him.. He was born on November 9th.. This is the first year that I celebrate his birthday.. Because he is a special person for me, I tried to give him a special birthday.. I really hope that day was a memorable day for him.. I tried my best.. But I think I did okey.. Because he said thank you so many times.. And he really was so happy… And for that.. I’m happy 2..

So this is my story about the two men that was born in November…..

I love you Mr. Budy Subiyanto…

I love you Akhmad Arfiyan…

I hope I made you both happy on your birthday…

Love,

Lia

Diny

kenapa aku bikin blog? well..that’s a good question…The answer? I don’t know really…  It just came to my mind…

So pardon if my writings aren’t magazines or paper material…and pardon if my writing aren’t as sweet as shakes spear…

Well..this is just me..And this is my story…

Diny Fadlilia…