who am i? should this case I described in the beginning of this blog is made, or was supposed to be my first post on this blog.
Afwan Rizkiawan is my full name, but call me Kiki. The eldest of three brothers. I was lucky to have 2 beautiful sister, sister of the first only difference with my one year, and the second the second difference with my eleven year.Every human being is always starting something from the ground, as well as my family. Starting from the journey of life from my parents who devious until they meet and build a home, but the home they built not as smooth as I'm writing this for.Relationship they both got a little hitch, hitch it came from some of my father's sister. There are those who are less so happy with my mom, I own up to now do not know for sure about the reason for their dislike towards my mother. But so be it, it is not important to me. What is important is the happiness of a small family led by my father. We started completely from scratch, my father figure is very firm, diligent, and very responsible. All the obstacles of life that struck us, we've been through the full warmth of togetherness.I was amazed at my father, who always want to hear any complaints from me, mother, and my brother and sister. My father never made a promise that never does he keep. My father said "a man should be able to do what he has to say".My mother is a very assertive, assertiveness that he teaches us is the result of discipline from my grandparents. But most emphatically a mother, she is still a mother. A mother filled with warmth.
Finally, a tough test in life began to approach, more precisely on 25 April 2013 it all happened. Very unexpected events, but this is what will happen to each in persons. Leaders who I admire, someone who I admire is my own father had died, right dipangkuaan mother and also right in front of me.This ordeal was so hard for us who lost our family's head. But this has become a way of life that must be passed. First time in life, I saw a woman who was so firmly felt so crushed up for Berdiripun she did not have the strength to do so. What I regret is the coming of sympathy from people who may not think we had there! And I really hate it.Since the departure of my father's youngest sister who looks glum almost all the time, it was incredibly not want me to see.When it Rosmala (the youngest) were aged 7 years, too deep wounds resulting from the departure of my father that I could not shed a tear (pain that can not be described by any).One thing is certain and definite agree to our fathers did, the wheel of life keeps turning. We have to keep moving and continue living. As a piece of the lyrics of ONE OK ROCK "it's a wasting time if blaming your self". So there is no reason to continue to grieve, the future waiting for us.So a piece of the story of my life experiences, may be able to provide learning for the reader. Thank You !!!
Afwan Rizkiawan is my full name, but call me Kiki. The eldest of three brothers. I was lucky to have 2 beautiful sister, sister of the first only difference with my one year, and the second the second difference with my eleven year.Every human being is always starting something from the ground, as well as my family. Starting from the journey of life from my parents who devious until they meet and build a home, but the home they built not as smooth as I'm writing this for.Relationship they both got a little hitch, hitch it came from some of my father's sister. There are those who are less so happy with my mom, I own up to now do not know for sure about the reason for their dislike towards my mother. But so be it, it is not important to me. What is important is the happiness of a small family led by my father. We started completely from scratch, my father figure is very firm, diligent, and very responsible. All the obstacles of life that struck us, we've been through the full warmth of togetherness.I was amazed at my father, who always want to hear any complaints from me, mother, and my brother and sister. My father never made a promise that never does he keep. My father said "a man should be able to do what he has to say".My mother is a very assertive, assertiveness that he teaches us is the result of discipline from my grandparents. But most emphatically a mother, she is still a mother. A mother filled with warmth.
Finally, a tough test in life began to approach, more precisely on 25 April 2013 it all happened. Very unexpected events, but this is what will happen to each in persons. Leaders who I admire, someone who I admire is my own father had died, right dipangkuaan mother and also right in front of me.This ordeal was so hard for us who lost our family's head. But this has become a way of life that must be passed. First time in life, I saw a woman who was so firmly felt so crushed up for Berdiripun she did not have the strength to do so. What I regret is the coming of sympathy from people who may not think we had there! And I really hate it.Since the departure of my father's youngest sister who looks glum almost all the time, it was incredibly not want me to see.When it Rosmala (the youngest) were aged 7 years, too deep wounds resulting from the departure of my father that I could not shed a tear (pain that can not be described by any).One thing is certain and definite agree to our fathers did, the wheel of life keeps turning. We have to keep moving and continue living. As a piece of the lyrics of ONE OK ROCK "it's a wasting time if blaming your self". So there is no reason to continue to grieve, the future waiting for us.So a piece of the story of my life experiences, may be able to provide learning for the reader. Thank You !!!
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