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Just for sharing...sorry 4 my poor English...I prefered Arabic than English bcoz educated from Islamic University of Medina. When back from school and my late beloved dad told me "Your Joe was dead .Go to the rambutan's tree....buried there"
My tears raining whole days ........most till now.I cant sleep well.I cant study.
I talked alone below rambutan's tree................days by days........
"Look another cat......."My dad asked. "No..............i want Joe......I want Joe!"i scream Although i was childhood,my feeling was amazing.Joe as my litlle brother. Joe is my true friend and my place to express my feelings bcoz i was an orphan since one year old.i live with my beloved granparents that i called "Papa,Mama" since childhood.
"Called me Papa and u never miss ur parents......"once my beloved dad advised .
"If u really love me...love Joe too..............."my dad advised too. one day I was watching tv and lean my Joe meow meow without stopping.I got up. Joe stir pillow and big centipede below a pillow! My Joe killed centipede to death. Owh My beloved Joe!How do u know centipede below a pillow?
When my youngest named Syahirah asked "Why u didnt allow me to sleep with cat?"
My tears raining and i told her about My Joe.. Since Syawal began this year ,i never visit my beloved dad's grave.He taught me about caring Joe,love and kindness to Joe. My late dad is the best ever....He taught me everything about cat that i never forget.I really miss my late dad and Joe.We always playing together.. When i drinking milk cap Junjung ,my late dad always said "Spare it for Joe...........he love it too "
I want to write about My Joe,but my fingers cant..tears raining without stopping .
My tears raining now when writing this ..............until now,i have not cats at my home .....
I love cats but.............
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Post time 9-8-2014 03:15 PM
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