My son,
Today is your first day you passes your life, you were born Wednesday, February 4, 2009 (8 Shafar 1430 Hijriyah), at 16.30 WIB in Banyuwangi, in the hand of our nurse, Lek Tin. Remember this day!
I don't know what to call you. Last time your mother want to name you as Sulthon Muhammad Al-Faruq. Then your grannie said that the nickname will not sound good, as Javanese like to shorten names. So your Mom ask for suggestions in her SMS. I proposed Umar Abdul Azis to remind us about the greatness of The Prophets (pbuh) companions. Let it be your Mom to decide.
She is too tired now, so let her sleep. I don't want to wake her up eventhough I miss her so much. Much more than before. I put abundant sympathies on her, and feeling sorry that I could not give the best for her. I really wish that I could take her pain, and put my life at risk to replace her sacrifices.
My Son, remember this!
No matter how much you can give, never will you be able to give her back what she has given to you.
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