Don’t ask how many times me and dad gets fights. Don’t ask how many opinions that we argue. Don’t ask how many times we spoke in a day.
The fact is me and Dad not always in the same side. Only one idea that we can share together, is just about politics. Is there anything else?
If, there is, I’d prefer to be good listener rather than share my idea to him.
I still remember how he can dealing with my teacher when I was kids and make a problem in the school.
I still remember too when he cheering me up when I was sad about one and two problems, even only with the simple sentences, “Everything gonna be oc”.
He still always drops me in the airport every time I need to go to vacancy or working in another place. Meet my boss and said, “Please, take care of her.” Yes, he still did it. Can you believe it?
He will shut his mouth up in front of my friends, if he doesn’t like them but he will tell my Mom what his thought. But yeah, he still gives me permit to get fun with my friends. May be he think that “At least, you know my mind.”
He’s not romantic daddy, who always say “I love you” everyday. But if we are in the good mood (hahaha…) he will call me “Sayang…” Sweet! Don’t you think?
Let me say it. No matter how different we are. No matter how much energy we spent to argue. You need to know and believe that I love you, I love you and I love you. No exceptions.
Yesterday, I was kissing you with all my heart. Hope you can feel it. Even today, when we are in the different side, again and again. This is not easy to maintain this life in a good way. You know what I mean, Dad. If you read this post, believe me is not an easy to tell the world that I always adore you.
Do you still remember in one night when I asking you about the foreign aid in Soekarno’s era? Yeah, because of you, yes your information, I can get A in my task when I was in college. Oh my God, get A in the class soooo challenging. And my friends? Knock knock, they even don’t know what the idea that I wrote and they ask where I get this information. And I said, “From my Dad.” I’m proud of you Dad. You are my encyclopedia.
Once more. Do you still remember when I l was lying down beside you and told you how difficult for me to find the issue to my thesis? And voila! You was told me story about the bad cooperative system in Indonesia. People still poor and the system not working as well. And suddenly I remember about the Grameen Bank system in Bangladesh, which created by Muhammad Yunus. And then I got fully energy to wrote about that, to share the idea about how Bangladesh can decrease their poverty number.
You always inspire me. And when I got done with my thesis, did you read my thesis? Nope! You just put my thesis in your desk. But it was oc. I wasn’t expecting anything beside you can come to my graduation day to give a little speech there.
Oh…my God. I suddenly remember too. When I was in Kualuh Leidong, North Sumatera, me and team, include my boss for sure, need to go to Simandulang Village and to reach that village, we need to pass some of the challenges. Come there with a small boat and after that we need to walk in very old wood bridge. If we put our feet in the wrong side, we can fall to the river and the problem was I can’t swimming! Man…I feel so scare. But my boss said, “Deva, your dad ask me to make sure that you gonna be oc beside me, so don’t feel afraid. I will always make sure that you oc in this trip.” And when he was said that, I feel like the kindergarten children. Ckckckc…not funny at all. Now, I miss that place, the beautiful and unique Simandulang village.
Dad…let me loving you with my way. All that you need to know is love still and always be here, in my heart for you, with no exceptions.
I love you, Dad. Happy birthday!