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A Letter to My Idol

U have no dad
he's not dead
he just not even know..

Knowing the fact that he has such a bravest son in d world.
his damn loss.

N i, the proud sister one.
I might didnt help u thru moments. Whattan asshole kinda sis huh..
But im sure u knew where i was those years.
Gotta collect my broken pieces also. Here and there.

Im not just proud of what u've become now.
I remember, when others busy with their 17th bday parties.
U're busy searching the name of ur dad.
U were busy finding the answer of which religion should u put on ur first id card.

Then here U r. Top 5 Indonesian Youtubers. Most fave Magz bachelor. Awarded as a best viral marketmaker by Hermawan Kertajaya. And soo many achievement that no other brokenhomer could accomplished.
U got those success with the sense of a knife in ur throat, with hungry stomache, with no help at all.

Til now, U never stop me from getting amazed of how strong u've been passing those 'unique' pathways God given to us.

It dig my stoneheart.
Knowing u once needed to suicide. Dont die soon would u?
I need u.
I admire u.
U r not only proudmaker.
U such an inspiration to me.
My kids bored enough of hearing ur name.

I said, uncle Edho, is ur Mom's Idol.
"He is expert in making lights in the darknesses".

Edho my dear, I cant give u much.
Only supports i offered, for all ur life decisions. Past, present and future.
Which i bet the previous had been graduating from all God's exams.
With HIGH scores.

For me, U r not a brother.
U r my only inspiration. No one compares. Such an honor im having ur love.

Hi Idol.
I heart U. Full loaded.

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Aneth Purbasari
March 19, 2015

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=24k8Q2xGh8I&feature=youtu.be

It is Love

It is Love

Even a screamy mum. It is love.
It might the only language she took at childhood course.
But, it is love. In a Minionese language.

Even a speechless dad. It is love.
It must be the only choice he speaks. 
But, it is love. In a Ghost language.

Even an ignorant sibling. It is love.
It is the best way they cope with us. To comfort both sides.
But it is love. In a Cozy language.

Love has many different 'languages'
We dont have to understand all.
We just have to feel.

In family stuff,
Throw away 'head'.

Use heart. It will connect.

SplitSpa Community

Worth the wait.
Counting down to publish my new blog.

www.splitspa.com

A brainstorm utility for getting answers of how n why adults should know what's inside every children minds about parent's divorces. Explore the do's & dont's for splits couple, thru the children's perspectives.

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'I and my wife would accept in running our zombie life. We will do this for the sake of our children future.' (parents)

'I prefer seeing them seperately happy than having endless war. Just don't teach us that kind of love.' (a kid of a seems-to-know-all-kids-feelings parent)

'They may lost their each other's hearts. But dont make us so, please.' (children)

'The more you telling me bad things bout dad, the more negative feelings i have bout you, mom.' (daughter)

'If my parent would never seperated, i might not be as strong as i am now. Grateful for my childhood.' (son)

'Split maybe a bad-but-better decision we should make. But then blindly put children in a single parent zone, is the worse. There are options.' (divorce coach)
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This site is dedicated to my stranger-dad, my step siblings & my brave daughter. Yet, to all the broken homers friends.

Inspiring...

http://rustikaherlambang.com/2010/02/02/susi-pudjiastuti/

Hati hati dengan Hati

Hati hati dengan Hati...

Kemauannya, rajai akalmu
Kebutaannya, sesati indramu
Kecepatannya, tandingi otakmu
Kedukaanya, gelapi harimu
Kerinduannya, kuasai jiwamu
Kekejamannya, rasuki dendammu
Kebaikannya, ubah duniamu

Rendahnya tinggikan diri
Tingginya runtuhkan ego
Lembutnya deraskan airmata
Kerasnya jauhi mimpi
Abaianya sesakkan nafas
Deritanya perkosai raga
Sengatnya gairahkan kelamin
Marahnya rusaki darah

Angkuhnya tak berkompromi
Patahnya tak tersembuhi
Hilangnya tak berkembali

Hati...
Bahagia nya... Hidupi jiwa.
Tanpa nya... Matikan asa.

Envy

They wont envy my abused childhood.
Wont even borrow my teenage foot.

They wont envy my imperfect vintage family.
Nor envy my poor physically.

Broken. Stolen. Forgotten.

But, i dreamt..
someone will envy my other story..

A story of stupid naive girl who darely dreaming big while she had nothing.

A story of life reconstruction,
One story.. of how to accomplish impossible dreams...

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