*A letter
To my beloved, my dearest child, Brama Wijaya.
Forgive your mother, who has not been able to be a perfect mother.
Forgive your mother, who has been silent all this time.
I have never regretted bringing you into the world,
I wish I could give you the family you've always wanted.
The day you made a beautiful painting about a family at school. I couldn't help but cry and regret it.
Maybe you have never asked why there is only me who is always beside you.
Maybe in your little heart, I know you are so jealous of your friends.
Your father was a great man, sadly a small part of him is missing. So he forgot that he had another family.
I can't blame him because I decided to continue the story of my life. Even though in my small heart, sometimes my ability becomes a big question.
