A Happy Little Family

My name is Achmad Rizky. I was born by a woman who is amazing. My mother's name is Salamah and my father's name is Eddy Iswanto. I have one older sister, her name is Septi Rahayu. I really love them all, and I want them to always be in near me, anytime, anywhere. But God said to another, the mother I died just a week when I entered junior high school, my father, my sister, and I was very shocked because it happened very suddenly, and I still can not accept this from happening.

Almost for weeks I was very sad lament the passing of my mother, until finally I was able to remove the departure of my mother in Heaven. I always pray for my mother. For years I lived with my father and my sister without the presence of a mother.
One day, my father took me and my sister to talk, but then my father is very hard to say that I and my sister will have a new mother, in other words my father will marry again. and asked my sister and me to decide, should or not.

This is something that is very hard to decide, because I still imagined memories of moments with my mom. But on the other, need someone to accompany my father, take care of himself until the end. therefore, I and my sister decided to accept the presence of a mother in the middle of our little family. Not long ago after that, my father married again with the woman he loves. and we live happily, and I hope this happiness will not be swallowed out of time. For years we have lived, a happy little family. My father was healthy, my stepmother healthy, older sister and me too. We really enjoy living like this.

I'm very familiar with my father. what he liked, what food he likes, what movies he watched often, even up to remark that he often gave to me. I remember them really, and not easy to forget everything. My father was a smoker, and quit smoking when my mother died. He is also one who loved coffee. And because the frequency of drinking coffee, he had heart disease, a disease that took my father went to see my mother in Heaven. It's not easy for me. It is not easy also for my sister. Even my stepmother. She cried all day, be silent a few days, but I know he is a strong female figure, until the end of life my father, he always accompany my father, take care of my father, and trying not to leave my father for a second.

Since the death of my father, I try to fulfill all the wishes that my father wanted me to, I always tried to maintain the mandate of my father, so that later I became a man who guarded the mother and sister, and men who successfully during life, and happy world and hereafter.
I also always pray for my father and my mother who had died, may my father and my mother always gets the best place in the sight of Allah, they will both meet in Heaven, acts of worship and accepted the Islamic faith by God Almighty Amin Yaa Rabbalamin.

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