Dear Papa
From now on will be a lot of posts that I dedicated for my father, my PAPA.
Papa is everything to me. The only person in the whole world understand me so well, even more.
**I am in the office now and I am almost cry everytime I remember him.
He's gone now and I can't believe I used past tense to tell story bout him. I love him so much and for sure I am gonna miss him so much. He passed away too quickly. I can't even say goodbye and thanks to him. I just being so close to him when he retired and I finished my degree from Australia. He's the best. He always help me to reach my dream and one of my dream is having degree overseas and I reached it because of Allah, Papa's support and Mama & Papa's prayers.
My other dream is working for PricewaterhouseCoopers, one of big 4 accounting firm. I reached it too. And again because of Allah, Papa's help and prayer and I did it all for Papa.
I wanna be like my Papa someday. Dedicated person for not only his family, but for people around him, for ummah and for his country.
I think I should go now. Back to work again. Next time I'll tell the story about my Papa again.
I miss you, Papa. When will we meet again, Pa?
Luv,
Cica
