Right in Saturday... she will be leaving. This time she won't be coming back.
This woman.... she have taken care of me for my whole life. She's always there for me. She's a good listener.
She's a house worker, that has been working for my mom even before I was born. Then after I'm born, she's the one that's always there. She understands me more than my own mother. I can talk to her.. literally about everything. I can share my thought... my sadness... everything.
Even after the times where I hurt her feelings. She always love me unconditionally. She always forgive me... always ready to be there for me.
But just like every meetings... there will always be goodbyes. Our time together has almost come to an end. This Saturday, 3rd of July... she will be leaving for her hometown... and I'll never see her again. She is like a second mother to me... I'm really going to miss her so much. I hope she'll always be healthy... I hope she'll always remember me, because I will always remember her.
I remember when I was a kid, when she have to leave me... I would get sick. I would get a high fever. Then she would come back. But now she won't... because she have a family... and because she's already living in old age. So as much as it pains me... I'm going to have to let her go. It's time for the two of us to say goodbye...
Goodbye Mbak Sunah... I love you...
(Literally me... right now)