For You, Dad ...

"This song again ?! No other song ?! "I protested at Joko always just set one of the songs Band, when driving a car.

He did not heed my words, instead she follows the words of the song aloud. Not long after the grain tears dripping from her eyes. I just exhaling slowly, already dozens of times he did it. Singing and crying every heard the song.

Curious, I finally asked him, "Why, do you always set this song?"

He turned his face towards me, and then re-focus driving, "This song memories for me," he said quietly.

"The memory of my father?"

I nodded my head.

"My father died three years ago. Although quite long, but the memories of my father, always come back in my memory. Suppose a time can be played back, I would not regret as it is today, "Joko said haltingly.

I fix my seat, "That?" I still want to know.

He looked into my eyes back in, "The story is at the start when Dad treated in hospital. For weeks, he experienced shortness of breath. Not only during the day, but also the night. This makes me feel tired waiting for him, because it must be awakened at any time. "Joko stop talking.

"Then, at midnight, when I was very tired, he woke up and complained of shortness of breath. I shouted to my father, why he always shortness of breath during the middle of the night? Why, he does not sleep! "

Dad looked at me with empty eyes and said, "I also want to sleep soundly as soon as possible."

"After a few seconds of what he said, a great father and shortness of breath in an instant, my father would not unconscious. I called him screaming, so he wake up. But, he did not wake up too ... until finally two people drove him to the ICU room. "

I was stunned to hear the story.

"I'm very sorry for my actions. Almost every day I pray that my father quickly be the cure. I got promise, any later complaints Dad, I will serve faithfully and patiently. My dad Origin healed by God. But, apparently God's plan, not as I expected. Dad Died, "he said haltingly.

Reflex I stroked his shoulder, so he did not shed tears. But, my efforts did not succeed. He cried as he sang that song again, God ... please, tell him a million dear. I continue to promise not to betray he pleaded. Hear how true my father loved you ...