The moment I could not forget was the tsunami on December 26, 2004. I was 10 years old then. At that time I ran to invite mother and father to the neighbor's house for hearing the cry of rising sea water. On the second floor of the neighboring house that was being built we repeatedly prayed as aftershocks continued to occur and sea water stretched around us. but unfortunately our house is not saved destroyed by tsunami, because our house is made with wood. It is a very unusual sight.
I also like your posts about @nasrol and @munawire they are my friends. thank you
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today I get my identity back, you call me, it is an honor for me.
thank you @ rizky05.
I am very happy . thanks @nasroel thanks @lorilikes.