My personal letter
Batu Menangis Once upon a time there was a little girl anda poor widow in a village that was in Borneo. The child of this poor widow was beautiful, but she was morally and spiritually impoverished. Once, the mother took the girl to the village to shop. Along the way many people asked the child who was the one walking behind him. At first, the child answered that the mother was an accomplice. The second answer he said was that his mother was his slave. The child does this kind of thing over and over. So when people ask him about his mother, he always says no exactly. As time went by, the mother could not bear the response of the child to anyone who asked. The mother then prays that her child will turn into a filial one. But unexpectedly the child had dreamed that the mother had died and left a message saying that the child should be able to respect the older person, always be devoted to the parents. And then from there the boy regrets and...
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