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Indonesia
May 8, 2009
one day, a boy asked his mom. "mom, why do u cry?"
his mom answered, "because i'm a woman, son."
"i don't understand," said the boy.
his mom smiled warmly and hugged him tight. "Son, u will never really understand..."
in a night, that boy asked his dad. "Daddy, why does mom cry? seems like she cries with no clear reason?"
his dad answered, "all women do cry with no reason."
that's all what his dad could give.
for a long moment later, that boy has grown up as a teenager, but he kept asking, why do women cry?
in a night, he had a dream and asked that question to God.
"God, why do women easily to cry?"
in his dream, God answered,
"when i create a woman, i make her so special. i create her shoulders, so that she can bear the burden of all the world, eventhough, those shoulders must be quite comfortable and warm for holding her sleeping babies.
i give her power to give a birth, eventhough oneday, often her child give her bad words.
i give her strength, that will make her survive, never surrender, when everybody gives up.
i give her patience, for caring of her families, even if she's sick, even if she's exhausted, without any complains.
for that woman, i give her sensitivity and love, for loving all of her children, in every condition, in every situation. eventhough, not seldom her children hurt her feelings, hurt her heart. this feeling will also give warmth for all the sleepy babies. this touch will also give comforts when she hugs her children warmly.
i give her strength to guide her husband, through all of hard times together, and become his guardian. because, it's not ribs who protects every heart so that it wont be broken.
i give her wisdom, and ability to give her husband understanding, that a good husband is someone who will never hurt his wife. eventhough, often the wisdom will test her husband's loyality and every faith that his wife give to him, so that they will stand together, equal, complete each other, and loving each other.
and finally, i give her the tears so that she can spell out her feelings. this is the special thing that i give for all women, so that they can use it whenever they want. this is the only weakness that they have, eventhough, it's not just tears. but tears of life.
because, tears aint weak. tears aint coward. tears are strength. tears are the gate to be stronger.
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