It was a long time didn't meet my father. One year. Two year maybe. And this habit has been going on since I was in junior high school. So disappointed. I don't have any photos of him. I can imagine him just in my mind, can't I? So embarrassing for me. Am I a naughty child? But, I always miss him. I always love him. I love him very much. For real, where is him? When I need him to be my father which hold me in my sleep tight. Where is him? When I am truly wanna hold his hand. I just need him near me. I just wanna him beside me always. I only wish that he always hear my little story. Where are you my father?
One day, I've an online chatting with someone. He is a new person that I know from my work place. But, His work place is far away. Netherlands. He is Mr. William Satriaputra de Weerd, MBA and I just call him "Pak Wil". He work in Samsung Electronics Europe, but he is Indonesian. And I proud to know him. He is very kind person. He inspiring me to be better. He always give me a lot of motivation to keep moving. And he just like my father. He is my new father. A lot of thanks to you sir. You have been give a lot of spirit to me. Truly you just like my father. I hope you can be my father. Maybe someone like him that I need. A father that always give spirit to his children, give a notice, and sometimes give a warning. Am I wrong? Am I bad daughter for my father? I just need a father. I miss my father so much.!!