He used to be so cute.

Like the time he looks up in glee whenever he place the blocks in the right shaped hole,

Like the time when he learn how to stand up for the first time,

Or those times he ran into my outstretched arms after arriving from a very long mission.

He used to be thoughtful.

Those times when he understand I can't go play with him in weekends,

Or those times when he ran to the door to welcome me home after a very hard day.

Always thinks about other first before himself.

That quality that will never fade inside him.

Even to go as far as living with his granddad, to keep him company.

He used to be forgiving.

At the countless day I supposed to spend with him

At the countless times I forgotten to ask about his day

At the countless promises I made that I myself have broken.

" It's okay dad, I'm fine."

"It's okay."

And the dumb I am, relief, convincing that its not a big deal, that everything is fine and I don't have to make a fuss about it, unknowingly taken him for granted.

"He wil be alright. Let him be independent"

I'm the worst.

'IN HONOR OF OUR FALLEN HEROES WHO GAVE THEIR LIVE IN ORDER TO PROTECT THE GALAXY'

"Boboiboy....."

People always realized everything when its all too late

"...maafkan ayah."