He's been good....

Udah subuh...
Tapi belom bisa tidur juga :(

Lagi denger lagunya Franky Sihombing feat Don Moen
"He's been good"....

I have known the Father's care for me
He's been good
He's been good
through it all He's always there for me
God's been good to me...

through the storm, through the night
come what may everything will be all right

I have known the Father's care for me
God's been good to me

I just heard that my dad need another heart surgery....
this will be his 4th....

Now, I feel like jelly.
Tangan, kaki, seluruh badan lemes
kaya ga mijek tanah
Goyang-goyang ga ada tenaga...

Mata juga uda bengkak
Abis nangis...

Tiap denger berita soal bokap sakit...
bawaannya pasti lemes kaya jelly and mata sembab

Dulu, tiap malam kalo doa intinya minta orang rumah sehat-sehat.
Minta ke Tuhan supaya kalo pulang ke Jakarta (dari Bandung) bokap masih "ada"

Selalu pengen nangis tiap harus balik ke Bandung.
Kepikiran: "Gimana kalo ini terakir kalinya liat Bokap?"
Pulang ke Bandung dengan badan kaya jelly dan langkah gontai....

"God, please take care of them (Mom and Dad) for me...."
That was my pray everyday..

Waktu udah semester akir di ITB.
Tiap malem berdoa: " Tuhan, kalo bisa.... Bapak bisa dateng ke wisuda Ela yah..."

This is me.
Gampang khawatir... (terutama kalo urusan orang rumah, saudara atau temen)
Padahal kalo dipikir-pikir kan
God knows the best for you....
apapun yang terjadi...
Tuhan pasti bantu kita ngelewatin semuanya

For me,
I can't imagine gimana kalo suatu saat bokap harus pergi...
But, I do believe with all my heart
that God will help me to go through that rough time
When it comes

We are a tag team
We are similar in many ways
We mostly think through the same perspective
We act mostly in similar manner
and We share the same characteristics

I love my Mom, so Mom, don't be offended... :)
It's just...
with my Dad, I don't need to say a word
somehow, he just understand me
and I do understand him

We are not expressive people
We don't say "I love you Dad, I love you my children!"
In fact, it sounds weird for me

But, we do care and love each other.
We don't use words
We are just, simply connected...
in here... in our heart...

Thinking about my dad has to go through another surgery...
It's just...
I even can't explain it...
Four times.... FOUR times....

I hate my dad for this one
For not taking care of his health
Pak, pikirin juga all people who love you
me, bros (I have two brothers), Mom, Opung (bokapnya bokap), My Uncles and Aunties (Bokap's brothers and sisters), all your friends, our "BIG" family.

Please take care of your health.....
If we are not enough....
do it for God....
Yeah Dad, do it for almighty God...

I will go back to Jakarta next week
If you read this...

I ask you for a favour
Please pray for my dad...

Thank you
Thank you God

Good night...
Have a nice dream everyone.

PS: Hey, this is the link to the song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FVTFUqWGumY