Hang In There, Son

My Son. The very first time I heard you crying and saw your face, it was precious. Like it was a huge blessings just came around pouring me with many joy. None of some feeling ever exist.

In this beautiful evening where the sun begin to set, while doing small things in my daily job. I can not wait to see you afterwork, champ. I always do.

I have no idea how I can raise you properly. I do not think I have that much of energy. But what I do know that you are my inspiration, I will do anything for you. There will be no ocean that I cannot cross. No mountain become obstacle. 

Hang in there son. Your daddy's coming home.

Jakarta, october 31st, 2018