"A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life."
(Isadora James)
She is one of my sisters; the closest one of my cousins. She was born on 'malam takbiran' 15 years ago, when I was about 2 years old. That's why her parents named her 'Fitri'; clean and holy.Me, my younger sister, Rensa, and Fitri; have a wonderful childhood, and sisterhood, life. Her house was only about 5 or 6 houses from mine. I remember when we were back from school, we often took a nap in her house. We were riding our bicycle after took a bath every evening. On weekend, there was no better place to gather with but in Granny's house. We're already missing those moments, especially when Ramadhan came. We learned to fast together and supported each other not to break our fast for lunch. What a childhood :'}
As time goes by, these 10 years have passed so fast. Since about last 5 Ramadhans, Fitri and her parents moved to BSD City, Tangerang. We're getting busier with our own lifes and having less time to meet up again. So then when we met, there's a lot of stories to talk about and bunch of problems to share with. Like today, we spent together with the big family after Sholat Ied. I said to her, "It's kinda worthy time, I dunno when will we be like this, because when this holiday over; there are so many things we should work at" She stared a moment. Then she said, "When we're apart; there is one sky we will be under together with"
When I feel I already lose everything; there's always my family completes me.
You could never ask for what God already gave you the best thing like your family <3
