Accident has claimed the loved ones, often I wonder, how are my wife now in the heavenly realm, well all? She must be very sad because it has been left alone a husband who is not capable of taking care of the home and a child who is still so small. That's how I feel, because I've felt that I had failed, could not meet the physical and spiritual needs of my son, and failed to become a father and mother to my son.
One day, there are important matters at work, I have to immediately go to the office, my son was still asleep. Ohhh I must provide a meal for her. Because there is still a little rice, so I fry an egg for her meal. After telling my son is still sleepy, then I rushed off to work. I led a double role, makes energy completely drained. One day when I came home from work I feel so tired, after working all day. Only glimpse I hugged and kissed my son, I immediately went into the bedroom, and skip dinner. However, when I lay down on the bed with a view to nap eliminate fatigue, suddenly I felt something was broke and spilled like liquid warm! I opened the covers and ... .. that's where the source 'masalah'nya ... a broken bowl with instant noodles are a mess in sheets and blankets! Oh ... God! I was so angry, I took a clothes hanger and immediately showered my son who is happy playing with his toys, with blows! She just cried, do not ask for mercy at all, he just gave a brief explanation:"Dad, before I was hungry and nothing else the rest of the rice. But the father was not home yet, so I want to cook instant noodles. I remember, my father never told not to touch or use a gas stove with no adults around, then I turn on the machine's water and use hot water to cook the noodles. One for dad and one for me. Because I'm afraid mie'nya will be cold, so I put it under my blanket to keep warm until my father home. But I forgot to remind dad because I was playing with my toys, I'm sorry, Dad ... " Instantly, tears started streaming down my cheeks, but, I do not want my son to see his father cry then I ran to the bathroom and cried with lit shower in bathroom to cover the sound of crying. After a while, I approached my son, kupeluknya tightly and give him medicine on wounds dipantatnya blows, then I persuaded him to sleep. Then I clean up spills noodles in bed. When everything is finished and after midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw my son was crying, not because of the pain in the ass, but because he was looking at a picture of mother whom he loved. One year passed since the incident, I tried, in this period, to focus by giving love of a father and a mother's love, as well as pay attention to all their needs.Imperceptibly, my seven-year-old, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident that occurred not leave bad memories of his childhood, and he had grown up with happiness. However, recently, I've hit my son again, I'm really sorry. Kindergarten teacher called me and told me that my child is absent from school. I came home early from work, I hope he can explain. But he was not at home, I went looking around our house, memangil out his name and finally finds himself in a stationery shop, playing computer games with delight. I am angry, take it home and showered him with blows. He was silent and then said, "I'm sorry, Dad." After a long time I investigated, it turned out he was absent from the event "talent show" organized by the school, because the students who are invited to his mother. And that is the reason his absence because he did not have a mother.A few days after the judgment of the strokes of the cane, my son came home to tell me, that school's started to be taught how to read and write. Since that time, my son more shut himself in his room to practice writing, I'm sure, if my wife is still there and saw he would be proud, of course, she made me proud too! Time flies by so quickly, one year has passed.But gee, my son made problems again. When I'm menyelasaikan jobs in the last days of work, suddenly called the post office. Because mail delivery is experiencing its peak, the postman also busy-busy, their mood became less good. They called me with angry, to tell him that my son had sent several letters without an address. Although I had promised to never hit my son again, but I can not help but hit him again, because I feel that this child is completely outrageous. But once again, as before, he apologized: " Sorry, dad ". No additional single word to explain the reason to do that. After that I went to the post office to pick up the letters without the last home address. Arriving at the house, with angry I encourage my son to the corner to question him, especially this ridiculous act? What was in his head? The answer, in the middle of the sob-tears, are: "The letters to the mother ... .." . Suddenly my eyes filled with tears. .... but I try to control your emotions and kept asking him: "But why do you post so many letters, at the same time?" my answer was: " I have written a letter for the mother for a long time, but every time I want to reach out box post it, too high for me, so I can not post my letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach the box and I send them all at once. " After hearing this explanation, I am lost for words, I'm confused, did not know what I should do, and what should be I say. I told my son, " Son, the mother was already in heaven, so for the next, if you want to write something for mom, enough to burn the letter, the letter will come to mommy. Upon hearing this, my son became more calm, and soon after that, he was able to sleep well. I promised to burn the letters in her name, so I brought these letters to the outside, but .... I'm so curious to not open the letter before they turn into ashes. And one of the contents of his letters and breaking my heart which read: 'Mother dear', I really miss you! Today, there is an event 'Performing Talent' in schools, and invite all mothers to be present at the show. But you're not there, so I do not want to attend as well. I did not tell my father about this because I was afraid my father would start to cry and miss again. At that time to hide the sadness, I sat at the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad goes around looking for me, after my father found me angry, and I can only silence, the father beat me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mother, every day I see dad miss you, every time he thought of you, he was so sad and often hide and crying in her room. I think we're both very, very missed. Too heavy for both of us. But Mom, I'm starting to forget your face. Can the mother appear in my dreams so I can see your face and remember you? My friend said if you fall asleep with the photograph where you want, then you will see that person in your dreams. But mother, why did you never appear? After reading the letter, tears can not stop because I can never replace the gap that can not be replaced since abandoned by my wife Note: For husbands and men, who have been awarded a wife / partner good, loving towards your children is love always thankful every day to your wife.He has been willing to spend the rest of his life to accompany your life, help you, support you, spoiled and always faithful waiting, keep and cherish yourself and your children.Respect existence, love and love him all your life with warts and all, because if you've lost him , no gold jewels, diamonds that could replace it. Caution.
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