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Ayahku (Bukan) Pembohong
hen was the last time we hug our fathers? Look at his face, and tell him that we really love him? When was the last time we chat with him, laugh, talk, then touch his hands and tell him that we’re really proud of him? This is the story of a child who was raised with tales of life’s simplicity. The simplicity that in turn made her loathed her own father. This is the story of the nature of true happiness. If you can’t find the formula in this novel, there’s no better way to explain it. Start reading this novel with an open heart and when you arrive at the last page, run quickly to meet your father, before it’s all too late and we never get the chance to say it.
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