The morning was still dark, the air was still very cold, the atmosphere was still quiet, all you could hear was the occasional rooster crowing, amidst the silence and the cool morning air, the sound of the engine made people around the house wake up from their sleep due to the noise of a male motorbike rickshaw engine. baya, who heated up the machine to carry out his activities, that man was my father.
As he got older, I tried to stop him from quitting his job as a pedicab driver, and for various reasons he replied that this activity would continue until he really couldn't do it anymore.
Fatigue and heat are things he usually experiences every day, of all the struggles he does is to support your family, with tireless work, your child can go to school and become a bachelor.
Father looks old and tired, sweat is pouring out, but you are still strong .. Even though the spirit never fades you remain loyal ... Your previously stocky shoulders are now thin and wrapped, your skin that was smooth is now black and wrinkled ..
Father is a true hero in this world.
Fathers are role models for their children.
Father is a man who is always proud of his children.
