Hier

Everyone was nervous, silently uttering prayers of hope, walking around in circles and ignoring the sweat in their faces. Then finally, a loud cry broke the silence and brought everyone in heavy exhale, losing the frown and worries from everyone's faces and was replaced by relief. And then, I was born. From a simple family, with a simple life, raised in a simple environment. My father had to work far away from home in order for us to survive. I was left alone with my mother, learning what a girl should learn. From proper manners to behave accordingly whenever I'm in public. However, my childhood was not that animated.

I was disciplined, spanked and punished whenever I do something wrong, even though sometimes I don't understand why. My mother was strict, and a little impatient. She want things to be done accordingly and fast. On the contrary, I was born lazy, I follow orders and instructions but I do it "later". Mother always scold me when I was still a kid for being lazy-for being too lazy to study, too lazy to get up and do chores, brush my teeth and do personal hygiene. Exaggerating? nope. I 'was' that kind of girl in the past.
That's why, all the 'kasaba' moments with mother is one of my most unforgettable moments which made me who I am today. Those hurtful words she said back then, was my inspiration and motivation to strive hard and do my best. This is for you ma, I miss you. I love you.