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My beloved Father

Parents are the main heroes of my life, they struggle to find the good fortune from me until I become a scholar even though not independent enough to be happy for both.

My father named Ibrahim Ahmad who was born in 1956, when I was a young boy he is a powerful hero with physical strength can open a new field of rice fields up to one hectare of land, my call for him is "Abi", as a child I was often beaten by him because I am a person naughty.

After being beaten, I was still sitting on the third grade of elementary school choosing not to go home to stay on top of trees not far from my parents' house.

But all those memories became a long history in my life, as time went by me deposited one of the pasantren whose existence one District with the village that I lived, during that time I went to junior high school to upper level, my life in pasantren up to 6 years.

After the end of high school (SMA), I ended up living in pasantren to choose wander to Banda Aceh. Two years in Banda Aceh, I went back and continued my undergraduate at Malikussaleh University (UNIMAL) college.

Why after graduating from high school did not go to college? Because at that time my parents' economy could not afford to pay me a lecture.

My beloved Mother

My life from birth until now most familiar with the mother or mother I used to call at home is mama.

Mama is a patient and steadfast hero, always advising me and also guiding me from small, my mama's name is Zulbaidah born in 1962.

Now my parents are in bad shape, my father twice went to the General Hospital and my mother was once hospitalized at PMI Lhokseumawe Hospital due to a lung infection.

Dimassa now, August 10, 2017, I begin to understand and want to take care and happy them, in which case harsh words should be avoided to answer every question they ask.

Understandably, our parents most asked the same anakanya, because the curiosity.

So from that let us happy parents while there, and for steemit friends whose parents have not forgotten to send prayers and charity by melafaz reward to him.

That's the short story I shared with my parents,

Greetings from me @ taministy

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