i dont have any word to describe how important they are. sometimes i feel like i only make they are full of problem. i dont have any secret or something like that. everything i tell them is true and we have no faking good each other. one person that her picture isnt there is Sukma, dear guys, i am just afraid if you guys back to ur city. i cant find friends like you all.
with them, i learn how to be strong nia
with them, i learn how to respect my self
with them, i never feel alone
i love you guys
deep inside my heart..
she was my figure when i decided to wear hijab. beside i dont like any style, i was looking at her with syari hijab we can be beautiful also. i learn how to be strong nia also from her. i learn how to face children kindly even we are getting tired. and many things i get from her. mbak, you know that i dont have a sister, i only have a brother it means i cant follow his style :D.
and you mom
thanks for everything ❤