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I am crying !!!

I open an email from my friend in Indonesia, Ratri Kusuma W. she told me the progress of PPHP and how was the last event. and also told me about Padmanaba.

I was so shocked with what she said, "Mami udah enggak ada udah tau kan?"
Tear in my eyes, I love mami sooooooooooo much, and what that make me so mad is I don't know that. and i just know it 5 minutes before. MAMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
it remains me when I visited her house 2 days before I came here, when she prayed for me. and I said I'll come back and bring something for you Mami. but now I'll never see you again.
I remember when I was coming home late and you gave me free food. I LOVE YOU MAMI, I BELIEVE GOD ALSO LOVE YOU

not only that, that make me sad, "
.. pak hamid sekarang lagi sakit az.."
honestly, I feel Mr.Hamid is my father at school, i love him when made fun of me and teased me. i love him when listened to my story and gave me advice. I don't want left by people that love here, because I can't do anything.

I LOVE YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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